Firefly Journey

Chapter 171 Youth is a hastily written poem (14)

The real-time battle situation inside the arena was being observed by those outside.

Seeing that Jenny also had a flying oracle, the members of Class 29 couldn't help but worry for Paninger.

The strong wind propelled Jenny forward, and in mid-air, she launched a series of fierce attacks on Paninger.

Paninger had no choice but to flap its wings and retreat.

Her usual studies were all based on the oracle of the "Time Mage". However, although time-related oracles have the ability to change time, she is currently only at the second awakening level, so the effect is not obvious.

Her prized "Rewind" technique is useless in this situation; she can only use her magic to manipulate the flow of time around her to slow down her opponent.

However, as a wind mage, Jenny already possesses unparalleled speed, so the slight slowdown in time has a negligible impact on her.

If they got close, Paninger would not gain any advantage. She kept running away, always staying out of Jenny's attack range.

Jenny lost her patience and decided to end this cat-and-mouse game.

"Oracle. Tornado".

Jenny softly recited the divine oracle, and a violent tornado suddenly swept down from above the arena. It looked quite intimidating; anyone hit by it would surely fall to the ground on the spot.

Once on the ground, Paninger, who no longer had any racial advantages, was even less of a match for Jenny.

The current situation is extremely unfavorable for Class 29; this leading team is about to be defeated.

Faced with the oncoming tornado, Paninger had no chance to avoid it and was swept directly into the eye of the storm.

The strong wind pressure constantly squeezed her skin, making her feel dizzy and lightheaded.

She tried to struggle, but to no avail.

This scene was truly astonishing. What happened to the supposed geniuses of Class 29? How come they were getting completely dominated from the very beginning of the finals?

Fools can only ever see the surface.

Cassius and Class 29, on the other hand, looked relaxed. Paninger wasn't good at fighting, so if she could be aware of the danger and complete Jackie Chan's bathing ritual despite the difficulties, what did it matter if she lost? They could always make up for it later.

In the strong winds, Paninger's consciousness was almost disrupted. The intense physical pain and the mental torment of being unable to think clearly almost made her faint.

Seeing this, the mentor on the judges' panel began to gather his magic. As soon as Jenny made another move, he would intervene and eliminate Paninger.

In a moment of near helplessness, Paninger unleashed a powerful will. She used time stop to temporarily reduce the wind pressure in the vortex around her body, and then looked at Cassius.

Cassius was looking at her too.

Cassius maintained his smile and nodded slightly, as if to say, "Go ahead and do it; it's not a big deal if you lose."

Suddenly, a sense of stubbornness arose in Paninger's heart.

Class 29 has a well-deserved reputation, and it's not just for show.

Cassius's judgment is never wrong, and this time is no exception!

After having this thought, Paninger felt something burning in his veins.

She felt both familiar and unfamiliar with the feeling, but she quickly adapted.

The bloodline belonging to the dragons began to awaken.

As the dragon blood gathered, Paninger's slender arm suddenly erupted with an incomparably powerful force.

She stretched out her hands, and dragon scales were faintly visible on the surface of her arms.

The powerful force attached itself to her arm and actually tore the tornado apart, allowing her to emerge from it.

This……

Paninger's sudden outburst stunned all the audience.

No, if you're so good, then use it sooner rather than later. You made us think there were some slackers in Class 29!

Seeing Paninger's state, Cassius felt relieved. This was the first step for the dragon people to awaken their dragon bloodline. Everything is difficult at the beginning, but once the first step is taken, the rest will fall into place.

At this point, Paninger is only just beginning to understand the basics, and whether he can defeat Jenny remains to be seen. But for Cassius and Paninger, in the long run, they have already won.

Cassius nodded in satisfaction, a slight gesture that went unnoticed.

……

On the rooftop, seeing the sudden change in the competition arena, the two high priests looked up at each other with a knowing smile.

“I’ve been staying in Yicheng, and I’ve always heard that Cassius’s Class 29 at St. Louis College is the best. I never expected that our first student would give us such a pleasant surprise,” Conrad said with satisfaction.

Texas said, "The dragon race is small in number, and each of them is proud and arrogant. Their close relatives, the dragon people, do not have complete bloodlines, and not everyone can awaken the dragon race's talents."

The little girl on the field has already taken the first step; her future is bright.

Conrad narrowed his eyes slightly: "Cassius is quite capable, but unfortunately, he is too ambitious. If he could settle down as a teacher at the academy or be willing to work honestly in the Vatican, his future would be limitless."

He's so determined to climb to the center of power, it's a waste of all his talent. Not to mention the seven dukes, even I'm a little unhappy about it.

What a pity, what a pity!

Texas wanted to say something, but ultimately remained silent. He looked at the gentle and refined Cassius Bello and sighed softly.

……

The qualifying rounds were in full swing. On the streets of Yicheng, two Tiger Roar Beast Carts drove by, attracting frequent glances from passersby.

Even in Yicheng, the tall and mighty tiger-roaring beast was a rare sight. Passersby speculated about which noble family it belonged to, but unfortunately, there were no family crests or other markings on the carriage, so they couldn't guess at all.

Lin Yuanran drove the car, looking happy; he was finally back.

On the way back, Viktor's cold had mostly subsided, and he was in a similar mood to Lin Yuanran, feeling great.

Viktor invited Lin Yuanran to the newspaper office, but he politely declined. He was happy not only because he was back in Yicheng, but also because he was able to catch the final of the qualifying round today.

Even if they don't play, it's good to watch.

With this in mind, Lin Yuanran was eager to return home. After negotiating with Victor and having the payment deposited directly into his account, he took a bus straight to the academy.

After getting off the bus at the college gate, Lin Yuanran didn't dare to delay for even a moment and went straight to the competition venue.

"Hello teacher."

Upon seeing Cassius and his classmates, Lin Yuanran naturally had to greet the teacher first.

"Well, just come back."

Lin Yuanran scratched his head, took out a book from his backpack, flipped through a few pages, and a large pile of fruits "fell out," their colors as bright as a rosy sunset.

On the way back to Yicheng, Lin Yuanran had many novel ideas. He wondered, since the "Fantasy Ledger" could store divine spells, then... could it also store physical objects?

After experimenting, he succeeded.

Each page of the "Fantasy Ledger" can store items, but the space is limited. Fortunately, it is thick enough to hold quite a lot of things.

Lin Yuanran secretly rejoiced, thinking that he would now have a spatial artifact, which would make things much more convenient.

The only drawback is that everyone else's spatial artifacts are bracelets, necklaces, bells, and the like, while mine is just a thick book...

Aside from being inconvenient to carry, it's fine.

Lin Yuanran enthusiastically handed out fruit to everyone.

"I heard that Blood Rose Fruit is a specialty of the tundra, and I was thinking of bringing some back for you to try."

"Great!"

Fway and the others immediately took it and put it in their mouths to eat. It tasted pretty good, definitely a million times better than that grass cake.

Finally, it was the wind chimes' turn.

She held out her hand and said, "What about mine?"

Lin Yuanran was a little embarrassed. When he saw that none of his classmates were paying attention to him, he pulled out a big thing from his book.

This blood-red fruit is three times larger than the others.

"Here, here you go."

The wind chime realized it might be too heavy to hold with one hand, so it took it with both hands and immediately took a bite.

"Was it specially made for me?"

"Ah."

"Thank you."

"No, no need."

Lin Yuanran suddenly felt a surge of heat, and her cheeks flushed slightly.

He remembered some things from his original world.

One day, his father came home from get off work with two apples in his hand. He gave one to him and the other to his mother.

He took it and ate it, while his mother, half-jokingly, said thank you.

His father replied, "Why are you being so polite with me?"

He couldn't; he could only say no.