He is currently in the Dragon Clan and has married Erii.

Just then, Mans, who had been dozing with his eyes half-closed, suddenly opened them, and a brilliant golden light flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Words of Power: The Land of Immortality!!

The moment Mans opened his eyes, a powerful field enveloped the building and formed a protective membrane on its surface that repelled everything.

This protective barrier, constructed from the power of words, is extremely strong; even at close range, it is sufficient to withstand attacks from small-caliber firearms.

Tang Yu's fists were clearly no match for firearms.

Therefore, his struggles were all in vain!

Tang Yu could only watch helplessly as the outdoor party outside went from preparation to start, from climax to end... it was incredibly exciting.

"God is so unfair!" Tang Yu sighed silently in his heart.

"Let's start cultivating."

After a long while, he took out a few pieces of compressed dry food from the bag beside him, quickly filled his stomach, then sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and emptied his mind, feeling some kind of mysterious state.

This is a skill that has been passed down since ancient times.

Among all martial arts styles, it has a very unified name—meditation.

For all apprentices practicing martial arts, "meditation" is the first skill they need to master.

Tang Yu's meditation was learned from Chu Zihang, the president of the Lionheart Society.

Yes, that's right, it was during the time I was practicing physical skills at the Kassel College.

Tang Yu had a specialist to guide him in swimming, so naturally, he would need even more expert guidance to practice more difficult physical skills.

This time, the instructors have an extremely impressive lineup.

The student council president, Caesar; the Lionheart Club president, Chu Zihang; and the Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu coach, Kagatuwa.

However, they are not very useful.

In fact, during those nearly two weeks of physical training, Tang Yu learned almost no practical combat skills from the three instructors.

Chu Zihang uses a samurai longsword as his weapon, and he is proficient in two schools of martial arts: "Yagyu Shinkage-ryu" and "Akechi Kyoshin-ryu".

Both are technical styles that emphasize speed and skill, while the Tang horizontal sword used by Tang Yu corresponds to the brute force of "a heavy sword without an edge, great skill without artifice".

If even the weapons are different, then teaching swordsmanship is out of the question.

The situation on Caesar's side was roughly the same, and as for the Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu instructor... he had already become withdrawn.

To paraphrase his words: "I've taught countless students in my life, and I've never seen anyone as dense as Tang Yu. Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu is just not for him!"

However, Tang Yu did not come away empty-handed during that time; at least Chu Zihang taught him the skill of "meditation".

Although it is a basic skill in martial arts, meditation is more practical than any advanced skill.

In simpler terms, meditation can help practitioners calm their minds and face their own power with a serene attitude.

The highest state of meditation—the state of no-self—is more of a legend, so I won't go into details here.

Ahem, we've gone off on a tangent.

In short, Tang Yu is currently trying to train his Word Spirit through meditation.

Speaking of which, I should add one more thing.

Tang Yu did not resonate with the dragon's pattern!

Or rather, he had no feeling for the dragon runes created by the Black King.

Every time Tang Yu heard the Black King's dragon runes, he could only feel extreme anger and could not comprehend the power contained within them.

Even the learned Guderian was at a loss regarding this phenomenon.

The inability to resonate with the dragon's runes means that Tang Yu cannot use his Word of Power through ordinary means.

For a mixed-race person, encountering something like this basically means they can retire.

If you can't even unleash your Word of Power, then you'll almost certainly die a horrible death in battles against dragons.

Fortunately, Principal Angers helped Tang Yu come up with a clever solution.

Use meditation to empty your mind, then follow the guidance of your bloodline and unleash your inner power through the instincts hidden deep within your body.

I have to say, this trick really works!

After practicing for most of the day, Tang Yu was able to control about ten kilograms of water element, but it still didn't have much offensive power.

Regarding the healing abilities of his Word of Power, he is currently only able to heal small wounds of no more than two centimeters.

The beginning is always the hardest, but with such a good start, the following steps will be much easier.

……

In the blink of an eye, another month has passed.

In one month, Tang Yu made great progress in controlling his words of power.

He can now be called the King of Naval Warfare!

As long as he stands on the water, Tang Yu can use his Word of Power to perceive everything around him, making him a low-end version of a human radar.

Tang Yu has also almost fully developed another function of the Spirit Smurf: the effect of creating cavities in water.

As long as the water pressure isn't excessively high, Tang Yu can use his abilities to create a field that repels water elements in the water, thus creating a cavity.

Now everything is ready, except for the final push!

Training Course.

Tang Yu finished his morning training once again. He raised his wrist to check the time, then exhaled.

"It's lunchtime. I'm not very hungry, but I'm a little sleepy."

Tang Yu rubbed his dark circles and decided to get a good night's sleep first. As for food, he could discuss it later.

He's not like Fingel, that glutton!

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27 The Sacrificed Integrity

"Drip drip drip..."

Inside a super luxurious waterfront suite at the Coral Coast Resort in the Hawaiian Islands.

A sudden, urgent ringing broke the beautiful afternoon sunshine and tranquility.

In the center of the room was a huge waterbed. Hearing the bell, Mans, who was resting while wearing a bear-shaped eye mask, was instantly awakened.

This ringtone was the emergency contact method agreed upon by Mans and Angers. Now that Angers has contacted him, it means that something major has happened.

Mans hurriedly rolled out of bed, put on his vacation-appropriate floral shorts, and then turned on his phone.

On the screen, Angers was sitting in the principal's office at the Kassel College, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, with a smile on his face, but his eyes were solemn.

Seeing Angers, who was usually so composed, make such an expression, Mans' heart sank. He had basically guessed what Angers was about to say.

As expected, Angers remained silent for a moment, took a small sip of his black tea, and then spoke softly.

“Mans, over at the Three Gorges Dam… the executive department’s survey team discovered that the water temperature in the entire reservoir has been rising continuously since last Wednesday. As of two hours ago, it had risen by about three degrees.”

"How is this possible?! Can you really heat up the water in a reservoir?" Mans was shocked. This usually calm and muscular man rarely showed fear. His voice trembled slightly and contained a trace of barely perceptible fear.

Can the authenticity of the news be confirmed?

“Absolutely.” Angers on the screen shrugged helplessly and opened a file on the desktop.

"The members of the executive department have reported all the data observed during this period. After repeated confirmation by the equipment department, we finally came to a conclusion."

Angers crossed his arms, rested his elbows on the table, and said in a solemn voice.

"Preliminary estimates suggest that the dragon that has awakened at the Three Gorges Dam this time may be a noble first-generation species! The King of Bronze and Fire!"

After Angers finished speaking, an eerie silence fell between the two of them.

There's no other reason than that this news was simply too shocking!

That's the first generation, a being directly derived from Nidhogg the Black King, representing the highest authority among dragon bloodlines.

This is the first time since the Kassel College was officially established that they have truly observed the awakening of the first species!

After a long silence, Mans gradually recovered from the shock of the news.

"Since the dragons that have awakened this time are the first generation, do we need to change our plans? Or... should we call in some outside help? Like, those bastards in the west."

“The plan doesn’t need to change for now.” Angers pondered for a moment. “After all, the current intelligence is just our speculation, and even if a king awakens this time, we still have a chance! As for those bastards in the west…”

Angers pulled a folding knife that gleamed coldly from his sleeve. The blade had patterns resembling ripples on its tip. With a slight flick of his wrist, the tip of the knife instantly sank into the solid wood desk.

It was so smooth, just like cutting tofu!

"The bastards in the West have forgotten the glory of the Secret Society in their decadent lifestyle. In the last century, we were fighting bloody battles against the Reptilians, while they were just taking the wealth that should have been ours and going crazy in nightclubs!"

Angers' voice was icy; this usually polite old man had revealed a rare side of anger today.

Such a person is usually mild-mannered and does not get angry easily, but once they do get angry, their anger is like a raging dragon breaking through the sky.

Even through a screen, Mans still felt a little uneasy.

Just as he was about to speak and offer some words of comfort to Angers, Angers's raging anger, which had been like that of a raging dragon, suddenly subsided without warning.

Almost instantly, he reverted to his usual gentle old man demeanor. If it weren't for the cold sweat still clinging to Mans's face, he might have thought that everything that had just happened was his imagination.

On the other side of the screen, Angers picked up a scoop of muffin, put it in his mouth, chewed it a few times, and then said softly.

"Everything will proceed according to plan. I will have the equipment department modify the Moniach, remove all weapons of mass destruction, and reinforce the hull so that our dragon-slaying team can successfully enter China."

"But compared to that, there is something more important right now..."

"What is it?" Mans asked casually. What he didn't notice was that Angers' wrinkled old face on the other side of the screen twitched slightly, revealing a strange expression.

In today's parlance, it's like "a series of expressions of utter frustration".

"Headmaster, stop keeping me in suspense!" Mans pressed, eager to hear Angers's long silence.

"A day of freedom..."

As if by magic, Angers produced a cigar from somewhere, lit it, and huffed angrily.

"That little bastard Caesar has set the day after tomorrow as the day of freedom."