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

Ye Chuan looked anxious, grabbing his hair:

"It's all over! It's all over! Why is Brother Wang so unlucky to be matched with Long Qingyu!"

He turned to look at Qin Chong, his face full of annoyance:

"Brother Qin, if you had gone a little harder earlier, you could have knocked Long Qingyu out of the second match! That way, Brother Wang could have gotten some points without having to face him!"

Xuanyuan Qizheng shook his head:

"It's no use. Long Qingyu has the Long family behind him. As long as he has a breath left, the Long family can save him."

Ye Chuan sighed:

"That's true... then there's no other way, this point can only be given to Long Qingyu!"

"If Brother Wang has a bit more luck and doesn't get matched with those champion seed players, he still has a chance to make it to the second round."

Qin Chong stared intently at the dueling platform, his gaze unwavering.

"No, the little fairy won't lose."

"I believe him."

……

Amidst the intense anticipation of the crowd, the referee raised his hand and then swung it down sharply:

"The match begins!"

The voice just fell.

Long Qingyu grinned maliciously and quickly formed hand seals!

A huge vortex appeared out of thin air in front of him!

The entrance to the Contract Space has opened!

"roar--!!!"

A deafening roar echoed throughout the entire stadium!

The black dragon beast, over four meters tall, suddenly burst out of the vortex!

It landed on the dueling platform, and the entire platform shook violently!

The dragon beast has fully recovered from its injuries.

The scales that Qin Chong had smashed were now brand new, gleaming with a cold metallic luster.

Its eyes were bloodshot as it stared intently at Wang Xian in front of it, letting out a low growl.

A violent aura swept across the entire arena like a tidal wave!

The oppressive atmosphere caused many audience members to involuntarily hold their breath.

"A dragon beast! It's that dragon beast again!"

"Although it was brutally beaten by Qin Chong just now, that was because Qin Chong was too monstrous! Now, facing Wang Xian, it's an absolute crushing force!"

"Long Qingyu is getting serious!"

Long Qingyu stood next to the dragon beast, arms crossed, looking down at Wang Xian.

His eyes were full of smugness and contempt.

"Wang Xian, do you see this? This is my tamed beast!"

"That big guy was able to suppress it just now because I was careless! Now, I won't give anyone another chance!"

He stretched out his hand, pointed at Wang Xian, and said, word by word:

"Today, I'll show you the consequences of offending the Long family and Long Qingyu!"

Wang Xian did not answer.

He stood there quietly, looking at Long Qingyu and the roaring dragon beast.

His gaze was calm.

There was no disturbance.

Then, he closed his eyes.

Long Qingyu was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter:

"What? Too scared to watch? It's okay, you'll soon—"

He hadn't finished speaking.

Wang Xian opened her eyes.

A drop of blood was forced from his fingertips.

The drop of blood, crimson with a faint golden glow, emitted a strange aura the moment it appeared.

Wang Xian's lips moved slightly as she chanted an incantation.

Summoning the spirits!

In that instant—

In a world invisible to ordinary people, a dazzling beam of light shot into the sky from Wang Xian's body!

The beam of light was dazzling and carried an indescribable, mysterious energy that spread in all directions!

Countless spirits wandering between heaven and earth simultaneously raised their heads and looked at the dazzling pillar of light!

A longing gleamed in their eyes.

That is the pull of blood, the call of the soul!

They all surged toward the beam of light!

however--

An even more terrifying aura suddenly descended!

That aura was as vast as the sea and as majestic as a mountain; in just an instant, it repelled all the approaching "spirits"!

The spirits' expressions changed drastically, and they scattered and fled, no longer daring to approach!

A figure slowly emerged from the void.

It was a young man.

He was tall and had a resolute face, with an air of domineering arrogance between his brows.

Standing there, it's as if you're at the center of the world, making people want to submit to you involuntarily.

He looked at the dazzling beam of light, his brows furrowing slightly.

"This feeling..."

The young man muttered to himself, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes:

"It's the pull of blood, and a very close bond."

"Who exactly triggered this beam of light?"

He remained silent for a few seconds.

Then, following that pull, he took a step forward.

……

The Sea of ​​Souls.

Wang Xian stood here, waiting.

All around was an endless void, and beneath my feet was a calm, mirror-like surface of water.

This is the depths of his consciousness, the abode of his soul.

A flash of light.

The figure appeared before him.

The young man surveyed his surroundings, his gaze finally settling on Wang Xian.

Wang Xian was also sizing him up.

Neither of them spoke.

Silence spread through the sea of ​​the soul.

A while later.

The young man finally couldn't hold on any longer.

He gave a kind smile and tried to keep his tone gentle:

"Young man, what's your name?"

Wang Xian looked at him and calmly replied:

"Wang Xian".

The young man's heart skipped a beat.

His eyes changed.

It was an extremely complex emotion—shock, excitement, disbelief, and a hint of... anticipation.

He suppressed his emotions, his voice trembling slightly:

"So... what's your father's name?"

Wang Xian fell silent.

He looked at the man in front of him, his mind filled with a myriad of thoughts.

Father.

This word had always been unfamiliar to him.

When he transmigrated here, he was all alone and helpless.

The reason he possessed the identity of the son of a king and the grandson of a marshal was because the system fabricated it with a power he could not comprehend.

But identity is identity, and feelings are feelings.

He had never met this father, nor had he ever experienced fatherly love.

For him, royal power was more of a... responsibility.

This is the cause and effect that one must bear after accepting this identity.

And now, this legendary father is standing right in front of him.

Although it is a "spirit", and although it has been dead for many years.

But he is indeed standing here.

Wang Xian remained silent for a long time.

Then, he figured it out.

The moment he accepted this identity, he accepted the consequences of that identity.

The Wang family had been kind to him, giving him warmth he had never experienced before.

My aunt's love, my uncle's care, my third uncle's appreciation, my fifth uncle's protection...

Those are all real.

Whether it is or isn't, it's no longer important.

At this moment, Wang Xian's mind was clear.

He looked up at the nervous and expectant young man in front of him and spoke calmly:

My father's name is Wang Quan.

"Grandpa's name is Wang Junba."

boom--!!!

These two sentences struck the young man like a thunderbolt!

He shuddered violently, his whole body trembling!

His eyes were wide open, staring intently at Wang Xian, his lips trembling, unable to utter a word for a long time!

After a very long time, he finally managed to speak:

"Is it...is it the royal family's power in the capital?"

"Is it Wang Junba, the one who guards the restricted area and is hailed as a military god?"

Wang Xian nodded.

The young man, Wang Quan, could no longer contain his excitement!

He rushed forward and hugged Wang Xian tightly!

The force was astonishing, as if it wanted to meld Wang Xian into its own body!

His body trembled violently, and a suppressed sob escaped his throat!

That was excitement.

That was joy.

That was an overwhelming and unexpected joy!!