A Dimensional Journey Begins with the Dragon Clan

Chapter 63 57
An extremely dangerous bloodline, even more dangerous than that of Angers.

"After so many years, has a new S-class finally been born in the academy?" Professor Manstein also saw those eyes, and he was quite impressed by the student who he personally tested.

"Everything still has to wait for the papers to be collected, and Norma's evaluation result shall prevail." Anger said lightly.

But everyone knows that this is just a superficial statement.Who cares about this college?

"Wait! What's going on?" Professor Manstein's staring at the surveillance screen suddenly changed.

……

"Quiet, you are irritating my eyes."

Near the end of the exam, a cold voice sounded in the classroom where the demons were dancing.

The world suddenly became quiet, the pairs of golden pupils went out one after another, the freshmen suddenly came back to their senses, looked at each other, and watched other people around them posing strangely, not knowing what was going on.

Xuan Hao stood up expressionlessly and walked slowly to the door of the classroom under everyone's gaze.

The freshmen were stunned, because they saw those terrifying eyes, and only felt an inexplicable chill down their spines.

He pushed open the door of the classroom and disappeared from everyone's sight, but the door should clearly be locked!
Professor Guderian, who was guarding the door, was also a little stunned.

what happened?He looked at Xuan Hao's leaving back, and hurriedly ran to check the classroom door.

There is nothing wrong with the lock. The problem is that the door was opened directly. This classroom is specially prepared for the 3E exam. In order to prevent the students from being influenced by Yanling and the emperor, they will be out of control after awakening Yanling. Runaway, all parts are reinforced, the strength of this door, even if an elephant hits it, it will not shake at all, what kind of strange power does this guy have.

After a long time, Professor Guderian reacted and walked into the classroom to announce the end of the exam.

The freshmen came back to their senses and looked at the strange things they drew in their hands, as if they had seen a ghost. They suddenly realized that they were actually quite artistic.

Professor Guderian walked to Xuan Hao's desk. He was very interested in what kind of answer the student who left early would have. But when he picked up the test paper, he found that the other party only drew one picture, but this one The picture he painted shocked him.

The painting is filled with a sense of despair at dusk. A huge hand covers the top of the half-dead world tree, and a huge black dragon is entrenched on it. When it bites off the root of the tree, the dusk of the gods is coming, but the black dragon His eyes were full of anger, because a golden spear pierced it together with the World Tree.

Well, there is really only one painting, but Xuan Hao was clearly going to hand in a blank, and the goddamn god suddenly appeared, this painting was painted by that man.

This made him feel very uncomfortable, so he left early before the end of the exam. He didn't like the feeling of being controlled by others. What's more, this painting was like a prophecy, a script written for him.

……

"Junior brother, what's wrong with you? Did you fail the exam?" Fingal asked curiously when he saw Xuan Hao's sullen look back.

"Ah, almost~" Xuan Hao sighed, but he wasn't too worried about his grades.

"It doesn't matter, junior brother, you are a man under the cover of the principal. Even if you don't get a good score in the written test, your grade will not be low." Fingel said slyly, "Also, senior brother, I promised you that I will guarantee you to pass the test. Yes, hehe. Instead of worrying about the test results, why don't you just look at the class schedule and preview your homework?"

Xuan Hao was silent for a while. He was thinking about what the hell Fingal was trying to do. Although he knew Fingal's ability, there was no need to help him like this. It was really unnecessary.

"I'm not worried. Ratings or something are of no use to me. As for class? Let's see how I feel." Xuan Hao shook his head, forgetting that he couldn't figure it out. Fingal was no threat to him anyway.

"Ale? Junior brother, aren't you ready to study hard? If you keep failing the course, you will be like senior brother and I will not be able to graduate." Fingal was moved, finally someone was willing to stay with him, junior brother I sure didn't miss you.

Looking at Fingal's moved face, Xuan Hao always wondered if he was thinking of something strange.

"Study hard? Senior brother, do you think I look like a good student?" Xuan Hao asked Fingal miraculously.

"Uh, don't you think? You are the one who was dug up by the principal himself. Are you going to embarrass the principal?" Fingal looked surprised.

"No, the key is, does that guy have a face?" Xuan Hao asked back.

"You have a point in saying that," Fingal said solemnly.

"What are you kidding? Have you ever seen a person who thinks about eating soft food all day long and study hard?"

"Junior brother, I understand. Please teach me how to eat soft rice. You see, senior brother has been in the academy for so many years, but he didn't even eat soft rice. What a failure." Fingal felt that he had met an opponent. .

"No no no, senior brother, this stuff of soft rice can only be understood and cannot be described in words." Xuan Hao pointed to his face.

"..."

"It's not that I am confident. I am confident that I can stay here until the academy closes. As for the bloodline rating? How many years can that thing last?"

"Fuck, Junior Brother, he is indeed a fellow man." Fingal called out an expert.

In fact, Xuan Hao is telling the truth. What is the use of graduation for him?Do you have to wait until after graduation to distribute the package?Then take the dragon knife and go all over the world to find dragons?Isn't this what it is to help people work?Are you tired?It is impossible to work part-time, and it is impossible in this life.

He stayed all day to eat and drink. He was supported by a rich woman at home. He could still be a schoolboy when he had nothing to do. When he was in a bad mood, he could find a few old monsters to vent his anger. Tuition, isn't it sweet?
Whether or not Kassel College will be chaotic in the future, Xuan Hao has the final say, if the sky falls, Angers will bear it.As long as Angers is not dead, the academy should have no reason to expel him. Well, speaking of it, what he should pray most now is that Angers can live for a few more years.After all, 100 years old, he has to restrain himself a little, if one day he is mad at him, the loss outweighs the gain.

"puff!"

In the principal's office, Angers spit out a sip of tea after listening to Fingal's report, and the hand holding the cup trembled slightly.

"Is that guy serious?"

"I think it should be." Fingal looked at Angers' deflated appearance, and felt inexplicably happy, "Headmaster, the new student you brought back this time is really interesting, I'm starting to look forward to his future performance. ."

"Oh, that's all, that's all, as long as he doesn't mess around, let him go." Angers sighed.

(End of this chapter)