Dragon Raja: Starting with Summoning Erii

Professor Mans clapped his hands: "I bet 300 on Xia Mu, so it's a perfect even bet."

"and many more…"

Erii, who is usually as invisible as Natsuki's shadow, suddenly appeared: "Can I place a bet?"

"Sure, sure, everyone who sees it gets a share."

Mans laughed, and then he saw Erii silently take out her checkbook.

"Wait a minute!"

Sweat beaded on his forehead: "A small bet, you'll write a check?"

"Well…"

Erii tilted her head and took out her bank card again.

"cough!"

Xia Mu had no choice but to step forward and stuff all the checkbooks and bank cards back into her hands.

"Don't join in the fun, sweetie."

He patted Erii's head.

"Oh…"

Erii nodded obediently.

The others stared at her in disbelief, as if they were seeing a second Caesar, scattering money like it was nothing...

“Xia Mu, our fights between hybrids often rely on instinct. Our dragon blood makes us naturally good at fighting, but skill training is equally useful.”

Ye Sheng and Xia Mu wrapped the blades with strips of cloth to prevent any accidents during their first sparring session.

Ye Sheng used the dagger he carried with him, while Xia Mu drew Murasame.

"Dragon Blood guarantees our minimum standard, but we need to develop our own maximum standard," Ye Sheng said with a smile.

“An inch longer, an inch stronger, senior, your sword is a bit short.” Xia Mu waved Murasame.

"I'm used to using this, and..."

Ye Sheng pointed around; the wooden crates scattered all over the deck had not been moved.

“Complex terrain is closer to real combat situations, and long swords are not necessarily more effective.”

He patiently shared a lot of knowledge, and the two of them stood facing each other three meters apart, yet they talked for almost half an hour.

The others weren't impatient either, because they all knew that betting was just a game, and exchanging ideas and sharing experiences was the real goal.

"Senior, the fighting style I want to try is actually a little different from what we're taught in class."

After remembering Ye Sheng's words, Xia Mu said to him, "I want to try something that integrates my abilities into the battle without using words of power."

"Integrating abilities into combat?"

Ye Sheng was stunned for a moment, and Mans and the others on the second floor behind him also looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Try it and you'll understand."

Xia Mu's eyes changed. Holding Murasame in his hand, he flicked his wrist and his foot made a soft "bang" on the floor. The long sword was pointed directly at Ye Sheng's face.

"puff."

Both the dagger and the longsword were wrapped in strips of cloth, and when they collided, they only made a muffled sound.

Ye Sheng did not stay where he was, nor did he brandish his dagger to fight back. Instead, he rolled behind several wooden crates, disregarding his disheveled appearance, but managed to escape Xia Mu's pursuit with the fastest speed.

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"despair."

With a soft sound, Xia Mu instinctively swung his knife overhead to block the flying wooden box.

At the same time, Ye Sheng appeared behind him.

A feint to the east while attacking in the west!

"It's no use."

Xia Mu chuckled, then twisted his body strangely to the side, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, accurately avoiding the direction from which the dagger was thrust.

"How did he do that?!"

Selma exclaimed in surprise, then saw Xia Mu not even turn his head, his long sword flipped and accurately stabbed Ye Sheng behind him.

Ye Sheng tried to dodge, but the long sword was thrust at the exact moment he swung his dagger, making it impossible for him to change his move midway.

And so, the long knife was placed against his neck.

The competition is over.

The others were so stunned that they didn't react immediately and just stared at the scene in disbelief.

"why?"

Ye Sheng dodged the long sword and stood up, looking at Xia Mu in disbelief.

“I didn’t use any words of power, but I maintained my awareness of the airflow within the range of those words of power,” Xia Mu said.

Ye Sheng frowned and thought for a moment: "Within the range of Word of Power?"

The others also began to ponder.

"When you're not using Word Power, are you able to maintain your awareness within its range?"

Xia Mu spread his hands and explained, "Just like me, I release the wind, and changes in airflow are within my perception."

Selma and the others looked bewildered.

"Your use of the power of words is at a very high level."

Professor Mans came out, looking somewhat surprised: "The principal said that every kind of Word of Power has the value of improvement and development, but most hybrids only stay at a superficial level of use. Just like Time Zero and Moment, the multiplier released by different people is completely different. This not only depends on bloodline, but also on talent in mastering Word of Power."

Simply put…

He looked at Xia Mu: "Your control over the power of words is extremely high."

Xia Mu shrugged.

While the power ceiling in the Dragon Raja world is very high—for example, Odin can alter the past, and there are other incredible abilities like Time Zero—the understanding and development of basic abilities is far from sufficient.

High upper limit, lacking intermediate layer.

Therefore, Yun Yun's basic research and mastery of abilities enabled Xia Mu to quickly advance beyond the initial stages of ability exploration.

“Without using incantations, no one here can beat you, because you have absolute perception of the surrounding airflow,” Mans concluded.

"Not always."

Natsuki pointed at Erii and laughed.

"Yiyi, let's have a competition."

Chapter 117 Stimulating Erii

"she?"

All eyes were on Erii's face.

Erii blinked blankly, "What?"

"Come and fight me," Xia Mu said seriously.

Erii twisted her head, looking even more puzzled: "Fighting?"

Xia Mu stuffed the Murasame sword into her hand, and then borrowed a dagger from Ye Sheng.

"Simply put, if you block my attack and then put the knife to my neck, you win," he said with a smile.

"Oh…"

Erii nodded and went to the center of the deck.

Others looked on curiously.

"Mumu, will I get a reward if I win?"

Before Natsuki could even get into position, Erii looked at him with a charming expression and asked him a question.

What kind of reward do you want?

He regretted asking the question the moment it left his mouth.

Sure enough, Erii jumped up and down with her hands behind her back: "Don't push me away when we sleep tonight."

Xia Mu covered her face.

"???"

The deck was filled with question marks on everyone else's foreheads.

"Come."

Xia Mu didn't say anything more to her. He slipped into the wooden box and disappeared from her sight.

Erii, however, simply stood there holding her sword, motionless, her gaze even drawn to the seagull in the sky, her head tilted back, following its movements.

Just then, Xia Mu suddenly appeared, and with a slight disturbance in the airflow, he rushed to her side and behind.

Erii blinked her big eyes, and almost the instant he appeared, she turned around and swung her long sword accurately, placing it against Natsuki's neck before he could change direction.

"Wow--"

Selma, as the atmosphere-maker, did a great job, covering her mouth with her hands and exclaiming repeatedly, "Amazing!"

"How on earth did they do that...?"

Professor Mans stroked his stubble, completely baffled.

He didn't understand the world of super-super hybrids; they were almost invincible beings below the first generation.

As long as Erii's Word of Power isn't removed, she won't feel much threat from the next generation.

Even if she were to be hit by a missile, she could sense the danger in advance and order the missile to "die" as soon as it entered her area of ​​effect.