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Level: Unknown
Skill: Unknown
Racial Talent: Unknown
Hint: With the current talent level of Zao Yan, you cannot see more information. Please upgrade as soon as possible.
Lin Han frowned, unable to see any information. This was the first time the system had prompted him to upgrade his Advanced Talent. Could it be that Zao Yan could advance once more? However, there was no time to think about that now.
He watched as a figure slowly descended from the air. As the figure became clear, it revealed an incredibly gentle old man, with white hair and beard, yet his eyes were not cloudy; instead, they gleamed like a sharp sword.
The old man lightly swept his gaze over the crowd and, upon seeing the dazed Han Fei, coldly said, "Fei'er, put it away."
It was Grandpa.
At that moment, Han Fei finally came to his senses. He raised his arm, and a series of purple arcs began to swirl around the Purple Lightning Tyrannosaurus at his feet, gradually condensing into a magic circle.
In a flash of light, the Purple Lightning Tyrannosaurus was drawn into Han Fei's Beast Space. After the creature disappeared, the director did not glance at Han Fei again but instead fixed his gaze on Lin Han in the distance.
"You are quite impressive. It seems this year's Military Academy students have truly surprised me. Young man, I look forward to our next meeting."
He added, "Before that, make sure to improve your strength."
Lin Han hurriedly cupped his fists and bowed. "Yes, I understand, thank you, Director."
The director wore a friendly smile as he scanned the stage but couldn't help frowning. "Such a sacred place; how could it be so chaotic?"
No sooner had he spoken than the Radiant Holy Dragon behind him let out a deep roar. Its four resplendent wings spread wide, scattering starlight across the arena.
As the starlight fell onto the scarred ground of the Arena, countless spectators watched in astonishment as the ground gradually began to restore itself. The scattered debris seamlessly reassembled.
The Arena returned to its pristine state, leaving both instructors and students alike in shock.
"Alright," said the director. "I have completed what I needed to do. If you still have questions, young man, I will provide answers at the ancestral hall later. Of course, that is your choice."
The Director finished speaking and, without waiting for Lin Han's response, suddenly vanished from sight.
On the stands, Pang Lao and the group of Judging Instructors bowed respectfully to the air, bidding farewell to the Director.
At this moment, facing the brand new Arena, Lin Han felt a mix of emotions. Under the pressure of the Twin Sacred Dragons, he could distinctly sense the deep-seated fear within the Blazing Fire Qilin.
Surrounded by a fiery membrane covered in Flame Sovereign energy, Lin Han felt as though he was under the Director's gaze, yet it seemed to have no effect on him.
Suddenly, a thud echoed through the arena. Han Fei collapsed, her face pale as if she had lost all strength and fell to the ground.
Outside the arena, the referee's voice rang out. "I announce that in the Freshman Competition, Dragon Tooth Squad has claimed victory! Let us congratulate Dragon Tooth Squad!"
"Long Tooth! Long Tooth!"
"Long Tooth is amazing! Lin Han is amazing!"
Listening to the cheers around him, Zhou Qingqing, looking somewhat disheveled on the Arena, was supported by Chen Huan'er as they approached Lin Han.
Chen Huan'er squinted her small eyes into crescent shapes, revealing a charming smile. Qin Luoxi appeared by Lin Han's side, her gaze subtly assessing him for any injuries.
"We did it, Captain! We won!" Chen Huan'er cheered excitedly. Zhou Qingqing smiled as well, but her internal injuries made her wince in pain.
"This marks our Dragon Tooth Squad's first step towards making a name for ourselves. There will be many battles ahead; I hope everyone will continue to support each other."
Lin Han waved at everyone with a smile.
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