《Breeding Dragons From Today》Chapter 68: Don't Even Think About Admitting Defeat
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Everyone's eyes were fixed on the magic light screen. Joelson's name had already risen to the fifty-sixth level.
On the light screen, his name was listed side by side with Ulysses' name, which had been entrenched there for more than a hundred years.
If...
Before the thought of what might happen appeared in everyone's mind, they found that Joelson had already crossed the fifty-seventh level, firmly pressing down Ulysses' name at the bottom.
Broken?!
Ulysses' record, which had been held for more than a hundred years, was broken just like that?!
A huge shock rushed into everyone's hearts, leaving them stunned on the spot.
Their eyes were filled with disbelief.
The people from the Knight Academy were also stunned.
The Knight Tower, Mage Tower, the fifty-seventh floor.
He had broken through so easily.
And he had broken through with the strength of a fifth-tier mage.
This was impossible!
The blonde girl, Stephanie, suddenly grabbed the hilt of her long sword. Her fighting spirit had never been so high before.
Joelson walked out of the Mage Tower. The mage's long robe was smooth, and his expression was calm, just like before he walked in.
Those who could see through him were shocked.
Joelson hadn't used his full strength yet!
How strong was his true strength?!
Even Don Quixote's breathing gradually quickened.
Those who were familiar with him would understand.
This was Don Quixote's excitement when he found an opponent worthy of fighting.
"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."
His handsome face showed an embarrassed smile. As usual, Joelson was humble and elegant.
The nobility of a mage was supposed to be like this.
"Joelson, take a rest and meditate to recover your magic power."
Tang Man looked at Joelson with satisfaction.
As expected of Sir Harriet Terrence's personal disciple, he was too outstanding.
"There's no need." Joelson shook his head and said, "The warm-up has just ended. I'm in a good condition now, and I can enter the competition at any time."
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Hearing this, everyone's expressions were dull.
A burst of friendly laughter sounded from the Tulip Magic Academy.
Breaking the hundred-year record of the Mage Tower was just a warm-up.
Why did this sentence sound so believable when it came out of Joelson's mouth! So straightforward!
Perhaps it was because of the ugly faces of the Knight Academy.
...
On the dueling platform.
Standing on the platform was the knight student who had been disrespectful to Elsa on the day that the knights from the Knight Academy arrived at the Tulip Academy, Eddie Taylor.
The surrounding people stared at Eddie Taylor in the dueling ring with their eyes wide open. This knight student who didn't know any manners made everyone from the Tulip Academy very angry.
Compared to Hawthorne, the crowd was even more furious at Eddie Taylor. It could be said that Hawthorne's matter was because he wasn't strong enough. At that time, no one could defeat him. But now, he had already been taught a lesson by Joelson, so he didn't have any prestige anymore.
However, Eddie Taylor's lack of respect was not based on his own strength. Instead, he relied on his identity as a "guest" when he came to the Tulip Academy of Magic, this kind of shameful behavior was what truly angered the students.
Eddie Taylor was only a slightly stronger tier 4 knight. In the Tulip Academy of Magic, there were still quite a number of people who could defeat him.
At that moment, many students wanted to go up to the stage to fight.
"Tang Man, let me go up!"
"Tang Man, let me go up. I can definitely beat him!"
"I can beat him too! Tang Man, let me go up!"
"I have more battle experience. Let me go up! Tang Man!"
Too many people wanted to go up to the stage to fight. This made Tang Man feel both gratified and troubled.
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Gratified that the previous failure did not cause the students to lose the courage to fight. Troubled that so many people wanted to go up on stage to fight, who should be chosen to go up?
There were still voices from the crowd that kept proposing to go up on stage to fight. This made Tang Man feel even more troubled.
Just as Tang Man was about to randomly pick a stronger student, an indifferent voice sounded.
"Teacher Tang Man, let me handle today's competition."
This small voice spread throughout the entire arena, causing everyone to fall silent. It was not because of anything else, but because this voice belonged to Joelson, their number one first seat.
After a moment of silence, the crowd erupted into loud cheers that resounded throughout the entire academy.
"Joelson Edward!"
"Joelson Edward!"
The deafening sound shocked the students of the Knight Academy.
They recalled the fight between Joelson and Hawthorne. No, it should not be called a fight. It should be said that it was an absolutely crushing defeat.
The knight students could not help but pray for Eddie Taylor.
Looking at Eddie Taylor on the dueling platform, he no longer had the arrogant look he had when he first came to Tulip Academy. At this moment, his legs had already begun to tremble slightly. His eyes were filled with nervousness and fear. The cold sweat on his forehead slid down to the tip of his nose, it dripped onto the ground again, and he swallowed hard. Then, he used his trembling hands to clench his longsword tightly.
Joelson slowly walked up to the dueling platform. He raised his right hand and clenched four fingers. With one index finger, he pointed at Eddie Taylor on the opposite side.
Before he could do anything else, Eddie Taylor opened his mouth with difficulty and said in a trembling voice, "I... I admit..."
"You what? You're not going to admit defeat, are you? You have the guts to pursue Miss Elsa. How embarrassing. I think you should change to a coachman in the future. You can ride a horse anyway."
Before Eddie Taylor could finish his words, Joelson opened his mouth. Everyone knew that Eddie Taylor would never be a match for Joelson. It was not embarrassing for him to admit defeat at this time, but Joelson would not let him go so easily, Elsa had been his teacher. For this reason alone, Joelson could not let this person who disrespected Elsa walk down the dueling platform, not to mention that Elsa had even made up lessons for him.
Joelson did not want to interrupt him at this moment and taunt him in public. However, he was doing this now to make him swallow his words of surrender. If he could still admit defeat like this, his other knight classmates would look down on him, he could really become a groom in the future.
Hearing this, Eddie Taylor did not react. The knight students below the stage were first angered and started to clamor.
"Eddie Taylor, if you dare to admit defeat, don't call yourself a knight in the future!"
"What are you afraid of! Don't forget the Ten Commandments of the Knight! Fight it out with him!"
Engel looked at the knight students who were clamoring beside him and shook his head slightly. He sighed and thought to himself, "This Joelson is not only very strong, but his battle wisdom is also so high. With just one sentence, Eddie Taylor lost the chance to admit defeat."
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