Academy's Choice, Silver Dragon King Emerges (Please Follow)

"Brother Chen, a Dragon Martial Soul master must possess the Dragon Clan's dominance to unleash their greatest power. Like this."

By the empty waterside, Long Zhen's right arm transformed into a dragon's limb as blue-violet serpent-like lightning surged violently. His Thunder Dragon Claw brutally tore apart a four-hundred-year Water Buffalo Soul Beast, taking its life.

"Show the Dragon Clan's majesty in battle. That is what Second Uncle and I expect of you."

Long Chen nodded in thanks, then asked, "Cousin, Xu Miao doesn't take us seriously. What does he have to rely on?"

"He's about my age and ranked above me, so naturally he has some ability."

Long Zhen's expression darkened somewhat as he said sourly, "Nothing more than a Second Awakening of his martial soul. In terms of martial souls, I'm three points below him."

"Long Zhen's trump cards are the temporary evolution of his martial soul and his domain. Defeating most Soul Ancestors would be no problem for him. Little brother, though your talent is extraordinary, don't act recklessly."

On the messy grass, Xu Miao sat on the ground and told Feng Zaixing the information he had gathered.

After two battles, Xu Miao had confirmed that Feng Zaixing's combat strength far surpassed his Soul Power Level. Tearing apart Soul Grand Masters was effortless for him, and taking on Soul Elders head-on was no issue.

That was why he was even less willing to let anything happen to Feng Zaixing. Their kind were also skilled at fighting above their level.

Feng Zaixing nodded to indicate that he knew his limits, then asked curiously, "Brother, I enjoy reading. Your abilities seem exactly the same as those of your ancestors?"

They were all methods from ten thousand years ago. Was there not even a hint of innovation?

Xu Miao sighed. "Little brother, your Primal Body Sect has all kinds of geniuses with Body Martial Souls. That's different from families like ours, who possess only one inherited martial soul."

"We have only one inherited martial soul. Our ancestors left behind complete sets of soul skills, and no matter how later generations revise them, they can't come up with anything new. Our ancestors laid out the path of development for ten thousand years ahead, leaving no new path for us to think of."

"The existing path is the most stable. Every generation produces Super Douluos."

"I see. I've learned something." Feng Zaixing showed an understanding expression.

Xu Miao chuckled. "Since we've gotten this far, let me ask more. What plans do you have for the future? I'll go first. I want to attend the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy to complete my Battle Armor, then join the military."

"That sounds grand, brother, but let me ask you this: why not go to Shrek Academy? Many people on the Young Genius Ranking are there." Feng Zaixing asked with a smile.

"Ah, Shrek has a great reputation, but it's useless to me."

Xu Miao shook his head. After looking around and confirming that no one was nearby, he lowered his voice and said:

"You're young, little brother, so you may not know this. Shrek's teaching isn't very useful to heirs of great families like us. To get their resources, you have to do things for them in exchange. They're quite heartless about it."

"Most children from prominent families who enter Shrek do so to polish their credentials and make connections. Even the Inner Court is like that. I want to join the military, so going to Shrek would actually be disadvantageous. The Federation has always been somewhat wary of Shrek Academy... you understand what I mean, right?"

Xu Miao raised an index finger and pointed at the sky, his voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz.

"I understand." Feng Zaixing's eyes shone brightly. He felt that the two of them looked exactly like spies making a secret rendezvous.

"So what about you, little brother? Do you want to enter Shrek?" Xu Miao asked with a smile.

"I'm afraid that if I enter Shrek, I won't be able to get back out. Ming Capital is safer."

Feng Zaixing answered with a smile, then his expression turned solemn. Slowing his speech, he said:

"A few years ago, Shrek students attacked a military camp to complete their final exam. In recent years, there have constantly been reports of them attacking innocent passersby. It's simply horrifying."

"My parents were both soldiers who died for the country. The education I received growing up made me deeply reject such lunatics."

At those words, Xu Miao's expression shifted. He stood, his face full of solemn respect, and cupped his hands as he said seriously:

"I never expected Brother Feng's background to be so special. Xu Miao of the Xuanming Sect formally pledges friendship with Brother Feng today. If you ever need anything in the future, the Xu Family will never refuse."

At that moment, he addressed Feng Zaixing as "Brother Feng," clearly recognizing him as an equal.

No matter when, the orphan of a martyr deserved respect.

"Feng Zaixing of the Primal Body Sect greets Brother Xu as well."

Feng Zaixing rose and returned the salute. Though the other man was acting this way because of his background, that did not stop him from appreciating someone of such sincere temperament.

In life, true friends were hard to find.

The two exchanged smiles. After resting briefly, they set off again to search for Soul Beasts they could hunt.

Outside, Mu Ye sighed inwardly. "Zaixing, Zaixing, you are destined to go to that place. This Time, Teacher won't let your parents' tragedy repeat itself."

An Hour Later.

Feng Zaixing's Beast Radar sent him a message.

"Ao Wu, this king doesn't understand you humans' emotions, but this king must remind you:

Three kilometers east are two Flame Lion Kings. The male has a cultivation of two thousand five hundred years, while the female has one thousand five hundred years. Those two pieces of trash who arranged a duel with you are five kilometers away."

"The surrounding area is all Flame Lion King territory. There are no other Soul Beasts. Be careful of being ambushed."

In the Sea of Consciousness, the Heavenly Sacred Winged Divine Tiger rested its tiger paw against itself as it reminded Feng Zaixing not to get carried away.

"As expected of Heavenly Saint. You accomplished in one go what the two of us humans couldn't achieve even working together."

Feng Zaixing's laughter Echoed through the Sea of Consciousness.

"Of course! This king is the Tiger Clan King who will eat its way through the Star Dou Great Forest!"

The Heavenly Sacred Winged Divine Tiger Delightedly raised its head. Its long tail swung left three times, then right three times, looking full of tigerish might.

"This king is only one step away from a two-thousand-year cultivation. You need to work hard. Once this king evolves, I'll have even more powerful soul skills for you."

Within the Spirit Ascension Platform, Feng Zaixing told Xu Miao about the Heavenly Sacred Winged Divine Tiger's discovery.

"Two top-tier Soul Beasts, Flame Lion Kings? We've finally run into formidable opponents."

After calculating for a moment, Xu Miao said, "I can deal with the male lion alone, but I'll need some time. Will you hide in the shadows, or..."

With a flick of his wrist, Feng Zaixing took two short swords gleaming with cold light from his Storage Ring and said:

"Though I only have one ring, my physique is strong and I have plenty of equipment. I can hold off the lioness."

"Good, then let's go meet them! We'll make this quick—take them down, then send the Long Family brothers home!"

"Roar—woo—woo..."

A lion's roar that shook the forest came from the silent woods. Dazzling flames shot into the sky, while the Mystic Water Shockwave tore through the trees and smashed everything in its path.

Long Zhen, who had been watching over Long Chen as he fought a hundred-year Soul Beast, suddenly turned his head and muttered to himself:

"That's the roar of a Flame Lion King, and the fluctuations of Mysterious Tremor. They fought a thousand-year Flame Lion King?"

"Bright Holy Dragon, Dragon Claw!"

Long Chen shouted, releasing a golden dragon claw half a meter long from his palms. It killed the hundred-year Soul Beast and took its essence.

"Cousin, what's happening to the west? Are powerful experts fighting there?" Long Chen walked over and asked.

"Xu Miao Appeared. He's fighting a top-tier Soul Beast, a Flame Lion King. The battle is intense." Long Zhen's expression shifted uncertainly.

"If he Appeared, Feng Zaixing must be there too. What should we do?"

Long Chen's Eyes flickered with eagerness to try.

Long Zhen pondered. "A thousand-year Flame Lion King is no ordinary opponent. Even if Xu Miao wins, he'll have expended a great deal. It really is a good opportunity."

Thinking this, he nodded at Long Chen's expectant gaze. "Go! Wait for the right moment. This time, we'll take them all down!"

Deep within the Star Dou Sightseeing Garden, in the Great Ferocious Land.

"Crash..."

A massive silver dragon emerged from the depths of the Lake of Life. A strange glint suddenly appeared in its majestic purple dragon eyes.

"Somewhere on this continent, there is a trace of the Dragon God's aura. What is going on?" Suddenly troubled, the Silver Dragon King realized that things were not so simple.

"My Lord, all our hopes rest upon you. Must you truly take human form and enter the human world?"

The black-clad, golden-eyed man was Kneeling on One Knee, his dejected face filled with concern. He was the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King Di Tian.

Bi Ji, Xiong Jun, Ten Thousand Monster King, and Zi Ji, the four great Fierce Beasts, all knelt behind Di Tian. With incomparably reverent gazes, they looked up at their lord, the Silver Dragon King, who had inherited the Dragon God's Spiritual Power and supreme wisdom.

"Of course. To deal with them, I must first understand them."

The Silver Dragon King's gaze turned toward a corner of the world as she slowly said, "Besides, on this plane, there are many things worth exploring..."

As her words fell, the enormous silver dragon Rushed Out of the lake, scattering dazzling silver light. Its body gradually shrank as it transformed toward human form.