I can see the blood bar and my purity is extremely high

Chapter 316 Heading to Dragon Island? Dragons and Dragon Riders
Isidro was crying so hard that the whole dragon looked unwell.

I regret it. I regret it very much now.

Before he died, he regretted it so much that he slapped himself in the face when he thought about it.

"Professor, not really." Lu Wenwu smiled and touched Isidro's head. "I am living a good life now. Habit becomes nature."

To be honest, it was not Lu Wenwu who took advantage of Professor Yinlong.

Mainly, right?
There is indeed some difference in their height and body shape.

Speaking of the human form of the silver dragon Isidro, he is about 1.85 meters tall, with a handsome appearance. No matter how you look at him, he is a tall and handsome guy that is popular with people of all ages.

Compared with Lu Wenwu, who is over two meters tall.
This hug seems to have a bit of a little bird-like feeling.

Isidro even only reached Lu Wenwu's chest, and the scene seemed to lack the feeling of recognition between the younger and the elder, but instead had a bit more of an inappropriate gay feeling.

At least that's what Isidro's fellow dragon riders thought.

This was the strange scene that the legendary knight Goodall Rivera, who was over 800 years old, saw when he rushed in from outside the door wearing full armor, holding a sword and shield with a fearless look on his face.

"Wand of the God of Knights! What on earth are you doing?!"

Goodell opened his mask, revealing a pair of astonished eyes and cursing.

“Damn it, I rushed here after feeling the emotional fluctuations of the partnership contract, and I almost thought this would be the last charge of my life, and you showed me this?
"You are expressing your true feelings for a freshman, and you are of the same sex!? Dragon God, I thought only those fair-skinned elves with pointy ears who can't tell the difference between male and female would do such a thing!"

"Hoo! (Get out!)"

Isidro immediately let go of his hands, feeling a little angry and embarrassed, and let out a dragon roar.

"You old thing with your head full of erotic garbage! This is not what you imagined! This is a descendant of my dragon clan. He has been wandering in the human world before, and now he has just recognized me!"

The old knight looked at Lu Wenwu, who was clearly a human, with a strange expression, and then looked at his partner who had fought side by side with him for many years.

He wants to speak but stops, he stops talking but he desires again.

That expression clearly said: You told me he was a dragon? Are you kidding me?
"Are you kidding me? Dragons are a top race born with magic hearts. The Obelisk of Wisdom will never engrave such intelligent creatures into the newborn area. How could he be a dragon?" Goodall asked doubtfully. "Besides, a dragon cannot transform into a human form until it reaches adulthood, right?"

"That's for ordinary pure-blooded dragons like us."

Isidro waved his hand to take back his wand, shook his head slightly, and there was a little smugness on his face.

"The blood in the Tyrannosaurus is of an extremely noble level. Even a pure-blooded silver dragon like me cannot compare to it."

"If I'm not mistaken, his bloodline is at least at the ancient dragon level, and it may even be the blood of the ancient dragon!"

"Born with ancient dragon blood, you should know what this means."

"That kind of powerful bloodline power is not even within my inherent cognition. I don't know what kind of dragon he is. I can only feel the extremely powerful power of the emperor. He will be a natural dragon king!"

When Goodell heard this, his expression suddenly became serious.

The dragon clan is a race that believes exclusively in bloodline, and their strength is extremely dependent on the development of their bloodline.

Generally speaking, when pure-blooded dragons grow to adulthood, their realm level will reach S+, which is equivalent to the Wizard of Truth and the Legendary Knight, and their combat power is basically invincible at the same level.

If one wants to ascend to a higher level of life again, one must evolve one's bloodline and transform into a stronger ancient dragon.

This is equivalent to a pseudo-godlike existence, and is also the real top combat power in this world, at the level of the God of Magic and the Divine Blood Knight.

As for continuing to transform upward and becoming the legendary ancient dragon?

Then it is really just a legend, and it is unknown whether it is really at the level of the Dragon God, which is the realm of gods.

Now Isidro claims with certainty that Lu Wenwu is born with ancient dragon blood. How astonishing is this?

This means that as long as the other party grows to adulthood, he will definitely reach the top of the world, become an ancient dragon, and be qualified to compete for the title of Dragon King!

Isidro's eyes suddenly became sad, and his expression was somewhat depressed:

"As for the magic heart, it is probably because he has been in human society for these years and his magic power intake is seriously insufficient, which led to his stunted development in childhood. His innate magic heart has been broken."

"I don't know if he can replenish his magic power when he grows to a young man in a few hundred years and condense his magic heart again. If not, I'm afraid he will need to follow the human way and try to advance himself."

"This process will be quite long. I'm afraid that only our dragon clan, with their naturally long lifespans and naturally strong elemental and magical affinities, can survive until the day of advancement."

"If the little Tyrannosaurus is really a human, I'm afraid, as the dean said, he will never have the chance to advance to the realm of a mage in his lifetime, even if his combat power is comparable to that of the truth."

"I understand. What do you need me to do? Protect him in the academy?" Goodall was as if he was facing a formidable enemy. "Or..."

A teenage dragon with extremely noble blood, and a dragon whose magical heart was broken and who had lost his strength!

Once the news gets out, who knows how many people will covet his body and want to obtain the most top-quality materials on the Continent of Gods for alchemy and medicine making.

Isidro thought for a moment and said, "For now, everything will continue as normal. I will apply to the dean to personally teach him magic and combat. When the school year is over, I will take him back to Dragon Island. It will be up to him to decide whether to return to school or stay there."

Lu Wenwu interrupted at the right time: "Professor, what is Dragon Island?"

"Call me Uncle Isidro, or Uncle Silver Moon."

He looked at Lu Wenwu, and his eyes softened.

"Dragon Island is the base camp of the giant dragons. Every young dragon will go there when it grows to adolescence, where they will grow up and receive education from the elders. They will not return to their respective giant dragon legions until they grow to youth."

Get an education?

This is really good!
Hearing this, Lu Wenwu's eyes lit up.

Dragon Island is the base camp of the dragon clan. Dragons are absolutely immortal, so they should have a lot of knowledge and history, right?
At that time, you can take the opportunity to investigate the main task.

If a race as powerful and ancient as the dragons didn't know about magic's buried past, then this quest would be a bit outrageous.

With the library of the Magic Wizard Academy and the historical knowledge heritage of the dragon clan, Lu Wenwu believes that he has a great advantage.

Isidro continued, "It has been widely rumored on the continent that the reason why the dragons split into large and small legions is because of internal hatred. But in fact, because of the existence of Dragon Island, these playmates who grew up together at most have some minor conflicts. How could there be real hatred?"

"Each dragon is extremely precious to the dragon race. For this reason, if anyone dares to hunt dragons or steal dragon eggs because of their coveted dragon corpses, they must be prepared to be hunted down by all the dragons in the world."

"Yes, I can prove it."

Goodall laughed, and his smile touched the crisscrossing scars on his face, showing the vicissitudes of life. "Back then, I accidentally got a hybrid dragon egg, and the cocky guy next to you chased me across half the continent. Later, we had a fight, and finally resolved the misunderstanding and became friends."

Isidro did not comment on this, but just snorted lightly, and then taught Lu Wenwu earnestly:

"If you meet those knights who are courting you in the future, don't believe their lies, and don't think they are good people."

"These humans are so evil, they are trying to trick us into becoming their mounts! I was fooled by this old guy back then!"

"You have the most noble blood of the dragon clan. You are a natural king. You are a rising star who has the potential to restore the glory of the dragon clan. No human is worthy of riding on your back!"

After saying that, he glared at Goodall.

"Although your realm has always been higher than mine, once I transform into an ancient dragon, you will never be able to defeat me in your life! When the time comes, I will definitely beat you up and let you know how powerful a silver dragon is!"

Goodell was not angry, he just laughed.

They have been father and son for hundreds of years, who cares about this?

In the eyes of people outside the academy, he is a legendary knight who has passed away many years ago.

But in fact, he is a genuine top-level Divine Blood Knight, and he also shares some of the dragon bloodline talents.

Eight hundred years ago, he was a top genius who was unrivaled at the time and was known as the youngest legendary dragon knight.

If he didn't have some skills, how could he have established friendship with the silver dragon Isidro who was about to enter adulthood?

There is only one way to gain the approval of the dragon clan.

Ridiculously talented and capable enough to fight!

Lu Wenwu laughed: "Uncle, don't worry. If someone really does this, then if they hear the truth in the morning, they will be dead in the evening."

"What do you mean?"

Isidro and Goodell asked at the same time.

"If we know the way to his house in the morning, he can die before the sun sets." Lu Wenwu laughed even more happily, "What a saint in the human world said makes sense, doesn't it?"

"That's true." Isidro nodded in agreement. "But it would be too slow for him to die before the sun sets. I think he can die before noon. We can use space magic to teleport him there. It won't take that long."

"No, no." Lu Wenwu waved his hand, "Uncle, we are reasonable. That afternoon was used to let others know what this guy did and make him repent."

"rational!"

Isidro's eyes lit up and he praised it highly.

Goodall said dimly, "I, the dragon rider, am still here. Don't you consider the feelings of a pure-blooded human like me?"

"Get lost, you are the worst old man." Isidro rolled his eyes. "If you dare to instill any nonsense ideas into my nephew, I will go back to the Silver Dragon Legion to find my father immediately."

Goodell immediately raised his hands to protest: "I haven't said anything yet! You are bullying me, aren't you?"

Isidro's father?

The commander of the Silver Dragon Legion and one of the elders of Dragon Island, he cannot afford to offend him.

When the old Silver Dragon heard that he had "used sweet words" and "tricked" his son into signing the contract, he was so angry that he took the Silver Dragon Legion to destroy the country where he was born.

Goodall is still frightened until now, and thinks that this old silver dragon does not have any of the gentleness and elegance of the silver dragon clan. It is simply a black dragon painted silver!
The more Lu Wenwu listened, the more he felt something was not right, and his expression became more and more strange.

What's the topic of this?
Why does it sound like “If you make me mad again I’m going to go back to my mother’s house to find my dad”?
cough.
Forget it, it's not good to maliciously speculate about other people's brotherhood.
But this sense of déjà vu is really strong.

At this point, the turmoil over combat magic has passed.

Lu Wenwu treated Goodall and Isidro to a delicious meal of egg-filled pancakes with a modified local flavor, which received high praise.

At the same time, he rejected Isidro's proposal to move directly into his staff dormitory, and still lived in the dormitory, but often went to his office to study magic.

At this point, Lu Wenwu's life at Magic Academy was finally on the right track.

He lived a life where he occasionally daydreamed in class, spent time in the library after class, did odd jobs and learned alchemy at old man Wood's on Sundays, went to the restaurant to teach the arcane servants cooking skills in the morning and at noon, and went to Isidro's one-on-one tutoring class in the evening.

It can be said that apart from the lack of progress in the main quest, the overall experience was still very fulfilling.

Due to his foundation in spiritual cooking, Lu Wenwu's talent in refining medicines is extremely strong, and his performance is far ahead of others.

While other students were still using a scale to slowly measure according to the textbooks, he had already learned to increase or decrease the dosage according to the different medicinal properties contained in the herbs, in order to prepare a more perfect medicine.

In the auxiliary magic class, Lu Wenwu's skills were so good that he was unstoppable in every aspect. Professor Lynn even thought that he had reached the level of a senior wizard, and an extremely good one at that.

In the flying class, ever since old man Wood specially made a super-giant steel broom for Lu Wenwu, there has never been an embarrassing situation like the one in the first class.

But there are also disadvantages.

Even his classmates were reluctant to join him in competitive sports activities involving flying broomsticks.

With the power of this super steel broom and its own tonnage, a collision with others in a confrontation would be considered a minor friction, but a collision with Lu Wenwu would basically mean half a month of VIP bed treatment in the school hospital.

In general, Lu Wenwu has a good grasp of the dozens of courses.

The only exception was divination. Ten minutes into the first class, the divination professor angrily beat him out of the classroom with a flying broom, and the professor said that he would never teach this arrogant person who disrespected the course for even a minute!

Lu Wenwu felt very wronged when he complained to Isidro and Goodell.

He said that he was just answering the professor's question "What do you think of fate?"

When the road is smooth, a bottle of magic potion and a cause and effect, my fate is in the hands of God, not me!

When times are bad, the ladder of truth is built in my heart, and my destiny is in my own hands!
That's all, what's wrong with this?

Isidro and Goodell looked at each other and smiled awkwardly.

Damn, it's not unfair that my nephew was beaten out by that old lady.
You believe good things and don’t believe bad things, right?

For fortune tellers, this is not just a matter of not believing in fate, it is a complete mockery of fate.

The old lady was so angry that her nose was almost crooked.

In desperation, Isidro used some of his connections to get Lu Wenwu exempted from the divination class.
(End of this chapter)