The wizard starts by trimming the donkey's hooves

Chapter 537: Empire Becomes Famous
Prior to this, with the exception of the Red Queen Menia, Reginald, Luther and others, most of the high-ranking nobles and powerful men of the empire in the stands believed that the veteran dragon knight named Pantoskok, known as the Storm Cloud, would win this battle.

But what most nobles did not expect was that Pentoskirk was defeated by the young Ryan with ease!

As the saying goes, amateurs watch the fun, and experts watch the doorway.

The dozen or so imperial guardians on the strong stand can naturally see much more than the imperial nobles.

The buzzing sound that just came through the poisonous cloud was the dark silver metal disc. Its fleeting speed and the power that instantly defeated Pantoskok's Dawn Killer Move "Storm's Fury" showed that the young Lord Ryan in front of him had mastered an extraordinary Dawn Killer Move.

"Just now, that move seemed to be a rare Metal Dawn killing move, right?" Perkins said with a slightly dry throat.

Naturally, he lost the bet with Reginald. Not only did he feel painful, but what shocked him even more was the young man's seemingly unfathomable strength.

"That's right! Judging from the fluctuations of witchcraft, it is indeed a metal-type Dawn Killing Move! But as far as I know, the Empire doesn't seem to have a metal-type Dawn Killing Move."

"It seems that Mr. Ryan must have gained a lot during an exploration of ruins."

At such a young age, he has mastered a deadly move of the morning light?
You have to know that even among epic-level strongmen, they are divided into different levels.

Like an ordinary epic-level strongman, if he has not mastered the Dawn Killing Move, has not contracted a dragon, and does not have a rare epic-level combat golem, etc., then he is the lowest level of epic-level strongman.

For example, the three-colored dragon men Bostaf and Quileute that Ryan had killed before were at this level, and were at the bottom of the epic-level powerhouses.

A level higher than this are the veteran dragon riders who can unleash the combat power of their dragon companions, or the dawn wizards who have mastered the dawn killer move, and so on. This is also the threshold to becoming the guardian of the empire.

The next level up is the mid-stage Dawn wizard. The power of the Dawn killing move is further enhanced as the wizard enters the mid-stage Dawn. Coupled with the blessing of the dragon, both Reginald and Pentoskirk are at this level.

The fourth tier is at the level of the former 'Red Queen' Menia, a late Dawn wizard who has mastered more than one Dawn killing move and has more varied combat options; or they are blessed by a giant dragon at the old dragon level, and the dragon knight himself is as powerful as a mid-Dawn wizard, and can barely be considered to be in this tier.

Pentoskirk, who was promoted from Green Hazas to Old Dragon Roar, can barely be considered at this level.

The fact that Ryan was able to defeat his opponent meant that most of the Imperial Guardians present were actually no match for Ryan.

What's more, many imperial guardians had serious expressions on their faces, because they were thinking about a question, that is, was what had just been displayed all of Ryan's strength?

Center of the field.

Pantoskok's face turned red and white at this moment. He wanted to fight again, but the wound on his abdomen and the struggle of his green dragon partner Hazas beside him reminded him not to do it. If he did so, he might really die.

Moreover, the sleeping poison cloud of Hazzas just now was ineffective against Ryan, which really puzzled Pantoskik.

If even the strongest killer move doesn't work, how can we fight Ryan?

The most important thing is that Ryan did not pursue him and showed him mercy.
"Alas, Lord Ryan, I give up!" As these words came out, in an instant, Pantoskok seemed to have aged ten years.

As Pantoskok admitted defeat, no one knew which noble started to applaud first, but soon, applause rang out from all directions of the Royal Arena, merging into a torrent that echoed throughout the entire arena.

Even the dozen or so top warriors of the empire on the strong stand began to applaud.

Even in the royal stand located in the center of the arena, the 'Red Queen' Menea smiled and clapped. The second prince Everton, who was standing nearby, had a gloomy face but had to force a smile. He raised his hands and clapped twice, as if to echo his great-aunt's actions.

But he was silently roaring in his heart: Ryan, you are so proud! Unfortunately, I already know your secret. Don't think that your great aunt will protect you now. Wait until your father's injury is healed. Multi-headed dragon bloodline. Hehe!

In the stands.

Seeing her man at such a glorious moment, the beautiful woman Jennifer almost lost all regard for her ladylike manners, and her fair hands turned red from clapping.

The Duke of Durham's face was livid, and he sat in his seat like a sculpture, staring blankly at the scene in front of him, no one knew what he was thinking.

Compared to his dazed expression, his heart was already surging with waves!

"Why, why did the ancestors lose?"

"30% of the shares of the head office of the Axon Auction House, which is worth nearly hundreds of millions of imperial gold coins and accounts for about half of the Durham family's income, will be completely handed over!"

"It's not enough to describe how seriously injured I am!"

"The ancestor is seriously injured, and those bastards of the reform faction will inevitably suppress him vigorously."

And in the center of the arena.

Ryan looked at Pantoskok and the crawling dragon in front of him, with the endless applause echoing in his ears, and he was filled with emotion for a moment.

Half a year ago, he might have killed Pantoskok directly in front of him in the name of accidental injury during the competition, but after merging with Menia, he gradually changed his mind.

The biggest enemies of this world are the evil gods that are eyeing them and the giant beasts that have revived from their sleep.
As the guardian of the empire, Pantoskok doesn't mind giving the other party a chance if he can make no mistakes in the general direction. Of course, if the other party still refuses to admit defeat, Ryan will directly send him back to the arms of the goddess.
In fact, in the battle just now, he didn't use his full strength at all, only about 50% of his combat power.

In his eyes, Pantoskok was not his opponent at all. Moreover, with his current strength and speed of improvement, he would only be left further and further behind.

Faced with Pentoskirk's surrender, Ryan nodded and planned to leave the arena. There was already a carriage waiting for him at the door. He was going to the headquarters of the Imperial Federation of Wizarding Schools.

Previously in the Cyrodiil Plateau, the sect leader Moria had asked him to complete the school's promotion assessment.

As for the bet, he believed that even if the Durham family had a hundred guts, they would never dare to go back on their word.

at the same time.

In the lively atmosphere in the stands, the beautiful woman Jennifer excitedly held Claire and Lagre's hands, unable to calm down for a long time.

"Is this Mrs. Jennifer? I'm Davis. I heard that your Warhammer and Rose Chamber of Commerce is currently looking for partners in the imperial capital?" Duke Davis, who was originally sitting in the back row of the three-woman stand, had come up to him with his wife and said with a smile.

"Ah Duke Davis, it's an honor to meet you!"

"Yes, I've been looking for a suitable partner recently." When the beautiful woman saw the old man in luxurious clothes in front of her, she was surprised at first, and then she immediately lifted her long skirt and performed a lady's salute.

At the same time, a thought that Jennifer had never thought of before came to her mind. Could it be that the Duke Davis in front of her wanted to
"That's great. It just so happens that my Laurel Chamber of Commerce is also planning to cooperate with you to expand our business. I wonder if you would have the honor to cooperate with your chamber of commerce?" Duke Davis said politely.

The surrounding nobles all looked at Duke Davis with envy. This is really a good time. Besides, are you going to expand your business? This is just giving away money!

Everyone knows that the Laurel Chamber of Commerce has almost monopolized the high-end spice market in the entire empire. Cooperation? Is it necessary? Don't be ridiculous!
"It's my honor to cooperate with the Laurel Chamber of Commerce." Jennifer said with a blush on her beautiful face.

"Thank you, beautiful lady. It is also an honor for the Laurel Chamber of Commerce." Duke Davis said politely with a smile.

After a few pleasantries, Duke Davis left with his wife.

Soon after, more than a dozen high-ranking nobles followed suit. The families they represented had one or more well-known chambers of commerce in the imperial capital under their command.

For a while, even with Claire's help, the beautiful woman Jennifer was extremely busy.

Ryan got on the carriage arranged by the Sword Bearer Headquarters, which had been waiting at the entrance of the Royal Arena.

"Lord Ryan, I heard warm applause outside. I know you will win." Olena, the always rational and capable young woman, said excitedly with a slightly flushed face.

However, when she looked with her beautiful eyes at her master's wizard robe without a single wrinkle and his forehead without a single drop of sweat, she was even more surprised.

This is too clean!
It seems like he just put it on, but it doesn't look like he just finished a competition.
When Ryan told her that he would be out in a few minutes, she was stunned for a moment, but now calculating the time, it was less than ten minutes in total.

"Thank you, it's pretty much as expected. Let's go to the headquarters of the Wizarding Union."

"Okay, my lord."

at the same time.

Two beautiful girls with different styles were talking excitedly to a wizard in the late stage of level 2 liquefaction at the Wizards Union.

"Lord Ronan, although the stipulated time is nine in the morning, I have already told you that the Lord of Moriah has gone to the Cyrodiil Plateau, and Lord Ryan will come later."

"For such a major event as the promotion of a large wizarding school, your leader didn't even come in person? Could it be that the Empire is calling for help?" Ronan said unhappily.

He was the liaison wizard in charge of the school's promotion. Over thousands of years, there had been an established process for the wizard school's promotion. However, it was the first time he had encountered such a situation, where a school only sent two first-level atomization wizards for promotion.

This really shows a disregard for the headquarters and the promotion of the school.

"This." Audrey was speechless.

She remembered that it seemed to be Lord Ryan's request that the sect leader, deputy sect leader, tutors and backbones of other departments go to the Cyrodiil Plateau immediately. If you really look into it, this was not an administrative order from the empire.

In addition, the backbones of the school had all gone to the Cyrodiil Plateau, and there were not many people left in the school’s headquarters in the imperial capital. In comparison, she became the most suitable candidate.

"But Lord Ronan, Lord Ryan will come right after the competition. Can't you be flexible?"

"Lord Ryan? I know the man who killed 'Sculptor' Harold is indeed very powerful. But rules are rules. No matter how powerful your Lord Ryan is, it is useless. School promotion also needs to be handled by the school leader himself." Ronan said with a sneer on his face.

According to regulations, matters concerning promotion should be handled in person by the head of the school of promotion. If he handles this matter according to the regulations, there will be absolutely no problem.

"By the way, you mentioned competition just now? What kind of competition is so important that it is even more important than promotion to a large school?" Ronan thought of something and asked again.

"This is a competition with His Majesty Baoyun, the Guardian of the Empire."

Since Ryan had been in the hall of the Bishu Construction School making a mechanical Tyrannosaurus Rex for the past two days, Audrey, who was also in the school, naturally heard about Ryan's competition.

But the problem is, no one has ever heard of a liquefied wizard like Ronan. After all, only those at the level of Imperial Earl and above are qualified to watch the battle, and currently the news is only circulated among high-ranking nobles in the imperial capital.

"Compete with the Guardian of the Empire?" Ronan was stunned.

He had heard before that the Bishu Constructor School had sent out a very powerful young wizard, who was said to have defeated the 'Sculptor' Harold. Less than two months had passed, and he was already able to compete with His Majesty 'Storm', the Guardian of the Empire?
Isn’t this too much?
Ronan showed surprise and suspicion. He looked at the girl in front of him again and again, muttering in his heart: Such a beautiful girl should not be a fool. Could it be true?

But he quickly thought of another question and asked:

"Even if what you said is true, after the battle with His Majesty 'Storm', did Lord Ryan still have the energy to participate in the promotion assessment of the large wizard school?"

"Well." Audrey and Alicia looked at each other, and for a moment they really didn't know what to say.

"Audrey, why are you still here? Is something wrong?" A young voice came from outside the hall.

"Lord Raylan!" Audrey and Alicia turned around, overjoyed!
Ronan looked at Ryan and his expression was stern. The other party's mental fluctuations were unfathomable. He was indeed a rare young genius. However, he thought he was just following the rules. Facing Ryan's gaze, he said:
"Lord Ryan, according to the regulations, the school promotion assessment needs to be handled by the school master in person."

Before he could finish his words, suddenly, an angry curse came from the headquarters gate: "Ronan, you idiot! How dare you talk to Lord Ryan!"

I saw an old man in a green wizard robe walking in quickly.

"Mentor?" Ronan's eyes widened in surprise.

You have to know that he can only see his mentor once or twice a year. In the past, his mentor has always been kind and amiable because of his father. This is the first time he has seen his mentor so angry!
"Your Majesty Ryan, I'm Perkins. Your performance at the Royal Arena just now was truly breathtaking!" The person who came was Perkins who had just made a bet with Reginald.

As soon as the competition ended, he remembered that today was the day for the promotion of the Construction School. Thinking of Ryan's identity, he hurried over immediately.

If he had been a little later, I'm afraid...
"Oh? His Majesty Perkins was also in the Royal Arena just now?" Ryan said with a smile.

"Yes, Your Majesty Ryan."

After some pleasantries, Ryan asked, "Your Majesty Perkins, it's getting late. Why don't we get down to business?"

"Business?" Perkins looked confused at first, then suddenly realized and said, "You mean the school promotion assessment?"

"Yeah." Ryan looked at the other party with some displeasure. What was going on?
"Are you kidding? You still need an assessment? Absolutely not. You just need to sign." Perkins took a document from Ronan, who was sweating profusely, and handed it to Ryan.

"Hmm? Is it enough to just sign?" This surprised Ryan. Is the promotion assessment so casual?

"Of course!" Perkins nodded heavily.

Ronan, who was standing by, bent over and stammered twice, not daring to utter a single word, but in his heart he was shouting: "Teacher! Before, you taught us to follow the rules. Now...
(End of this chapter)