Replace me as the top scholar? Go talk to my Marshal Grandpa!

outside world.

Wang Xian kept her eyes closed.

From the moment Long Qingyu summoned the dragon beast, to the moment he forced out his essence blood and chanted the incantation, to the moment he talked with Wang Quan for a long time in his soul sea—all of this happened in just a few breaths outside.

Long Qingyu remained vigilant, waiting to see what tricks Wang Xian would pull.

After all, Wang Xian's drop of blood essence and the incantation just now did make him uneasy.

What if the other party is hiding something?

What if things go wrong and we capsize in a ditch?

He had already lost the first game. If he lost the second game, he wouldn't even make it to the second round. Then Long Qingyu would become a laughing stock in the entire Tsinghua and Peking Universities!

The Long family will also become a laughing stock!

Therefore, he must be cautious.

But after a few breaths, there was no change in Wang Xian.

He just stood there with his eyes closed, completely still.

Long Qingyu frowned, waited and waited, and finally became impatient.

He grinned maliciously:

"Playing tricks!"

I thought Wang Xian had some secret tricks up his sleeve, but now it seems he was just bluffing!

"I thought you were hiding something! Turns out you were just trying to bluff me?"

He snorted coldly and waved his hand:

"Black Dragon, charge!"

The dragon beast let out a deafening roar.

With all four legs exerting force, it pounced on Wang Xian like a moving mountain!

The terrifying claws rose high, whistling through the air, and slammed down!

Below the stage, countless audience members instinctively closed their eyes, unable to bear watching what was about to happen.

With that claw strike, Wang Xian is likely to be seriously injured!

On the high platform, Xia Yulong frowned deeply.

He looked at the boy on the dueling platform who still had his eyes closed, then glanced at Wang Dongyi beside him:

"Brother Dongyi, why don't you tell your nephew to withdraw from the competition?"

His tone was somewhat urgent:

"Judging by the momentum of this young man from the Long family, he's not joking! He's aiming to seriously injure your nephew!"

Wang Dongyi's eyes flickered as he stared at Wang Xian on the dueling platform. He remained silent for a few seconds, then shook his head.

"Brother Yulong, my nephew is not as bad as you think."

His voice was calm, but carried an inexplicable certainty:

"Although he lost that S-level talent, it doesn't mean he became a useless cripple."

"I believe him."

Xia Yulong was stunned for a moment.

Looking at Wang Dongyi's serious expression, he became even more puzzled.

What's so special about this Wang Xian?

He withdrew his gaze and continued looking at the dueling platform.

The dragon's claws were less than a meter away from Wang Xian!

next moment--

Wang Xian suddenly opened his eyes!

In that instant, a terrifying aura, like a volcanic eruption, burst forth from his body!

That aura was as vast as the sea, as majestic as a mountain, and as domineering as the world!

It was like an invisible shockwave that swept across the entire venue in an instant!

The protective shield around the arena trembled violently, as if it would shatter at any moment!

The audience members below the stage were so struck by this aura that they felt their breath catch in their throats and their hearts skip a beat!

And the nearest dragon beast—

Its enormous claws were frozen in mid-air!

It looked at Wang Xian in front of it, its eyes filled with terror!

That look in his eyes was like an ant seeing a dragon, like prey seeing its hunter!

It let out a low growl like a whimper, retracted its claws, and retreated repeatedly!

That massive body, over four meters tall, was now trembling!

"Waaaaah..."

It let out a pitiful whimper, tucked its tail between its legs, and hid behind Long Qingyu, no longer daring to take a step forward!

The entire venue was deathly silent.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, looking at the scene in disbelief.

"What...what's going on?!"

"The dragon beast chickened out again?! Just like when it faced Qin Chongshi?!"

"What exactly happened to Wang Xian?!"

"His aura... how did it suddenly become so terrifying?!"

Long Qingyu's face instantly turned ashen.

He looked at his trembling dragon beast and felt a burning pain on his face.

Just moments ago they were arrogantly shouting for war, but now they've been scared off by a single glance from the other side?

You're a pureblooded dragon beast!

You are the pride of the dragon race!

Don't you have any dignity left?!

He felt the gazes of countless audience members below the stage—gazes that contained surprise, curiosity, but mostly mockery.

That gaze seemed to say:

"Tsk tsk, the pureblooded dragon beast of the Long family, is that all?"

"First it was Qin Chong, and now it's Wang Xian. How come everyone can scare away your dragon beast?"

"Isn't Long Qingyu, this championship seed, a bit too overrated?"

Long Qingyu felt utterly ashamed.

He gritted his teeth and roared:

"Black Dragon!"

He quickly formed hand seals, unleashing the Dragon family's beast-taming technique!

Streaks of runic light flew from his hand and entered the dragon beast's body!

That's a secret technique for forcibly unleashing potential!

The dragon's eyes instantly turned blood red!

Its aura began to rise wildly!

Double! Double! Triple!

"roar--!!!"

A furious roar erupted from its throat!

It looked at Wang Xian again, its eyes no longer filled with fear, but with only a frenzied killing intent!

It strides forward on all fours, like a maddened beast, and pounces on Wang Xian!

The audience gasped in surprise!

"The dragon has gone berserk again!"

"This time, the momentum is even stronger than before!"

"That Wang Xian is finished!"

Long Qingyu sneered:

"Let's see how you keep up this act!"

however--

On the dueling platform, "Wang Xian" didn't even glance at the dragon beast that was charging towards him.

He was looking up at the sky, looking at everything around him, his eyes filled with nostalgia.

That was the look in the eyes of someone who had been away from the real world for more than a decade, finally seeing the sunlight, the crowds, and the living world again.

"It's been more than ten years..."

He murmured softly, his voice filled with endless emotion:

"Finally, I can see this world again."

Since his fall, he has been wandering the world in the form of a "spirit".

Although he was still conscious and not completely delirious, he was unable to touch anything or even see people in the real world.

The separation between life and death could be more profound.

He just drifted along, looking at the world he once knew so well, but he could never truly belong to it again.

Only he himself knew the loneliness and desolation he felt.

And now-

He's finally back.

Even if it's just a brief borrowing of his son's body, even if it only lasts for a moment, it's enough to make him content.

Just then, the raging dragon beast pounced on him!

The gaping maw opened wide, its sharp teeth gleaming coldly, and it bit down hard at him!

Wang Quan—who was currently occupying Wang Xian's body, raised an eyebrow slightly.

Lost in his reflections, he was interrupted and muttered something to himself in annoyance:

"I just came out for some fresh air, and you're here to ruin my mood?"

"They're really tired of living."

Then, he whispered to the immortal within his body:

"Son, watch out for this next punch."

"He'll be so cool!!!"