Somewhere in the mountains, Draken expressed regret, "What a shame to waste such a good opportunity."The spider queen's venom was potent, capable of eroding even rocks. As the spider silk burned, poisonous fumes wafted into the air. Regardless of the spider queen's fate, the forest around them would be tainted by the poison. Draken lacked resistance against such toxins, unable to retrieve the valuable points.His companions fell silent, grappling with the situation's gravity. Unable to contain his concern, York spoke up, "Draken, please consider your actions more carefully in the future. Do you realize the danger we faced just now? If your Diamond Dust Palm failed to ignite the spider silk, returning would have spelled certain death. Even in its weakened state, the spider queen remains a formidable adversary."Draken flashed a grin, dismissing York's worries, "Why worry? Trust me, I have everything under control!"Was Draken truly impulsive? Not at that moment. Despite York's scholar
Teacher, just eat. You’re a martial artist who’s on the exam patrol. You’ll only have the strength to protect us after you’re full, don’t you?”York also chimed in, “That’s right, teacher. It’s much more useful for you to eat your fill than us. Don’t worry and eat. If it’s not enough, I have more.”As he spoke, York unzipped his trouser’s pockets and took out blood rice.Draken's eyebrows lifted in surprise. He hadn't anticipated the class president sharing his idea. Not all the blood-red rice had been packed into the makeshift bag fashioned from the uniform jacket; there was still some left.After a moment's hesitation, Misty nodded. "Alright then. I'll eat first. Later, I'll take you all to find other food...""Wait!" Draken interjected suddenly.As Misty was about to consume the rice, Draken halted her, causing her to think he had changed his mind.Taking the blood-red rice from York and Misty, Draken combined them and placed the mixture on the ground. Then, he gestured with his ha
As Misty recalled Drakken's sword stance, which deflected the and shattered, a peculiar sensation stirred within her."It's as if the stones struck Drakken's sword of their own accord. His movements were light, swift, and preemptive. They exuded precision and elegance," she mused suddenly.Finding herself rendered speechless by a college entrance examination student felt absurd, considering her status as a pulsing realm martial artist.Furthermore, Drakken's sword technique lacked any released sword energy. He relied solely on his exquisite swordsmanship. Essentially, Drakken's sword technique remained at a beginner level.Raul and Nana, trailing behind her, shared similar sentiments. Though they harbored a desire to learn, embarrassment held them back.Pursing her lips, Misty posed a sudden question, "Student Drakken, this sword art... Where did you learn it from?""I created this sword technique myself, teacher," Drakken chuckled."You self-created it?" Misty expressed shock once mo
After that, Drakken taught York for a while. This class president was quite talented, but he was still far from the beginner level.However, Drakken had already taught him everything he needed to. All York needed to do now was to practice.Two hours later, Misty moved her body. She had almost recovered.“Students, please take a break,” she said to the students.The students, being exhausted, nodded. They had not had a good rest for the past two days. Now that Misty had recovered some of her combat power, they could finally relax their tense heartstrings.Conditions were limited, so a few of them lay on the ground and prepared to sleep.The four teenagers were lying on both sides of Misty. Raul and Nana were lying very close to Misty.Drakken and York were lying on the other side.They were all exhausted. York fell asleep almost as soon as he lay down.Drakken was exhausted, but he did not fall asleep immediately.He still had a chance to upgrade a certain achievement, and he planned t
During their escape from the nine-eyed magic spiders, Drakken relied heavily on his [Absolute Directional Sense] to locate what he believed to be a safe route. Unbeknownst to him, the director of the education division was also heading in that direction.Drakken assumed that with repeated adjustments, his [Absolute Directional Sense] could pinpoint the optimal path by averaging out the readings. However, in reality, the correction rate of [Absolute Directional Sense] was a mere 5%, meaning each adjustment only accounted for an 18-degree deviation in direction. Despite multiple corrections, the margin of error remained substantial, leading Drakken and his companions astray from the true path to safety.Unaware of these limitations, Drakken placed his trust in the direction chosen after encountering a martial artist, convinced it was the correct choice.Meanwhile, the director of the education division eventually stumbled upon the lair of the nine-eyed magic spiders after considerable t
The individual turned out to be the director of the education division, who had been scouring the vicinity. Sensing human presence, he hurried to the scene.Upon arrival, he witnessed the white cat seated beside a deceased martial artist, the body showing signs of brutal mauling discernible even from a distance with the director's keen eyesight.Engrossed in examining the watch given to it by the martial artist, the white cat remained oblivious to the director's approach, its back turned. Misinterpreting the situation, the director erupted in fury, accusing the cat of cannibalism and launching a ferocious attack."I'm not..." the white cat attempted to protest, but it was too late to evade the director's furious assault.Caught off guard by the potent suction force embedded within the attack, the cat was struck before it could dodge, though its demonic resilience prevented fatal injury. Recoiling from the blow, it crashed to the ground, bloodied and wounded."I had a pact with him! I
The fourth day of the combat examination arrived."Wow! A white spirit fruit!" Drakken exclaimed as he held up the fruit emitting a delightful aroma, his expression brimming with joy.The white spirit fruit surpassed the blood-red rice in grade, offering benefits such as clarity of mind and enhanced vision. Its consumption posed no restrictions, making it highly advantageous for martial arts cultivation.Moreover, it bolstered vitality and, to some extent, purified the body and bones. Despite the martial apprentices' frailty, any spiritual medicine or fruit they consumed held significant effects.Based on Drakken's perception, this was akin to engaging in online games such as Blue Moon. Whenever one's level significantly lagged behind the global leaderboard, they obtained a certain amount of experience after battling monsters... Although it wasn't a particularly high-grade spirit fruit, the white spirit fruit possessed mild attributes that included heart-clearing, enhanced vision, an
Drakken wasn't naive. In reality, York wasn't privy to the situation, so Drakken refrained from divulging the details.At the time, Drakken hadn't been coerced out by the tree demon but rather by his own accord. The tree demon was genuinely taken aback.In truth, Drakken hadn't intended to emerge, but the problem arose when the tree demon inadvertently stepped on him!The treemen traversed over Drakken's body with their robust roots. Through the air vent in his head, Drakken observed a sizable cluster of treemen retreating.His school instructors had imparted knowledge that tree demons typically possessed gentle dispositions. Furthermore, tree demons dwelling in groups likely did so out of necessity, as they couldn't survive alone.Hence, Drakken took action. The tree monster was too hefty and lumbered too sluggishly. Sensing something amiss with its feet, it brushed against Drakken's body and remained rooted.Drakken lashed out because he couldn't endure being trampled upon indefinit