School Transmigration: I, Chosen as the Saint by Dragons at the Start

Chapter 27: The True Magical Duel

"Are we staying here?" Owen asked.

Leopold nodded in affirmation.

Erin frowned slightly, expressing her skepticism, "This cylindrical building doesn't seem very large."

Leopold smiled faintly, "You'll understand its mystery once you step inside."

"Saint, I'll leave you here. From now on, you'll have to navigate the life at the Grand Magus Academy on your own."

"You treat a genius like me with such indifference?"

Owen was genuinely surprised.

As the saint of dragons, his entire race had welcomed him with open arms.

His deliberate display of talent had only been met with coldness here.

Leopold thought to himself, "You're certainly not modest."

"Saint, your privilege now is unrestricted access to any part of the Grand Magus Academy. As for more powers, you'll find out when the term starts."

Owen felt somewhat satisfied with this privilege.

The mere fact of having unrestricted access was already extraordinary and brought a sense of balance to his mind.

Leopold asked again, "Do you have any other questions, saint?"

"No more questions."

"Good luck."

With Leopold's departure, Owen and Erin entered the student dormitory.

The moment they stepped inside, Owen distinctly felt a wave of spatial fluctuation.

The entrance to the dormitory was a massive wooden door, inlaid with various magical runes flickering uncertainly.

The building was immensely tall; Owen couldn't even see the top at a glance.

Erin expressed her astonishment, "From the outside, the building didn't seem this tall."

Indeed, from the outside, Owen only had to look up at a forty-five-degree angle to see the top of the cylindrical building.

But once inside, even tilting his head nearly parallel to the ground, he couldn't see the top.

"Could it be space magic?" Owen's eyes lit up with curiosity.

At that moment, a voice came from behind them:

"Daring to enter the cylindrical tower without any knowledge of it. Looks like we have another lucky one from a poor household."

Owen turned around to see five teenagers, around fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed in magus robes, slowly encircling them with wands in hand.

The leader of the group was a tall youth, about six feet five inches in height, with jet-black short hair messily draped over his defiant face.

His deep brown eyes sparkled with a hint of wildness, exuding an indescribable rebellious aura.

"Let me introduce myself, I'm Adrian. You're new here?"

Owen remained silent. Erin, standing beside him, spoke with disdain, "Yes, we are new. What about it?"

Adrian hadn't expected such a beautiful girl to be with Owen.

His eyes slightly lit up, and the other boys' gazes also lingered on Erin's shapely legs.

"What's your name?" Adrian quickly shifted his focus to Erin, giving her what he thought was a charming smile.

"None of your business."

With that, Erin took Owen's hand and started walking towards the stairs.

The staircase in the cylindrical tower was quite interesting, being retractable and extending out from the wall as they approached.

Owen hadn't yet ascended the stairs when Adrian blocked their path.

"Hey, newbie, you're quite impolite. Are you mute or something?"

Owen paused, turning to smile at Adrian, "What do you intend to do?"

"I was thinking of teaching you a lesson, showing you who's the boss around here. But if you let her keep me company for a few days, I might let you off."

Adrian spoke as if what he suggested was perfectly honorable, seemingly oblivious to the immorality of his words.

His companions burst into laughter.

"This freshman needs a lesson. Doesn't even greet us second-year seniors."

"This girl is stunning. After our boss has had his fun, we could have a turn too."

"Didn't expect such a lucky encounter so early in the school year."

"..."

This was also a downside of the Grand Magus Academy.

Under the law of the survival of the fittest, civility was often a distant concept.

Owen relaxed his wrists slightly, muttering under his breath,

"Seems like I need to clean up the atmosphere in the Grand Magus Academy. These brats are really annoying."

"What are you mumbling about?" Adrian frowned slightly.

Owen struck without warning, the air's fire elements instantly coalescing.

A fiery blaze shot out from the tip of his wand, like a fire dragon lunging towards Adrian.

This was the fire dragon spell of the red dragon.

Adrian sneered, quickly raising his wand and chanting.

"Daring to lay hands on me? Let this senior teach you a lesson!"

Instantly, a wall of ice formed in front of him, completely blocking the flames.

The moment the fire collided with the ice wall, a loud explosion ensued, sending shards of ice scattering.

Adrian's expression turned slightly serious: "Interesting, you're not a new student, are you?"

This was just the beginning.

A cold smile flickered in Owen's eyes as he waved his hand again.

This time, he unleashed a powerful storm force, a howling wind that affected the space around them.

Bottles and jars placed around were shaken by the storm's force.

This was the storm power of the storm dragon.

Owen's Gold Divine Dragon bloodline allowed him to wield the powers of any dragon race.

Adrian found himself bound by the storm's power, unable to move an inch.

Owen slowly approached Adrian, a mysterious smile curling on his lips.

"Not so tough, huh? Tell me, which room are you staying in?"

Adrian's lackeys stood aside, not making any move as if they didn't want to interfere in their duel.

Just as Owen was about to deliver the final blow, Adrian suddenly unleashed a burst of astonishing power.

He broke free from the storm's hold and charged at Owen like lightning.

Swinging his wand, Adrian released a dazzling beam of light that struck Owen, pushing him back several steps.

Owen felt a surge of pain. Adrian was utterly dumbfounded.

"My strike didn't seriously injure you?"

His lackeys also lowered their hands from their chests, their eyes wide in disbelief.

"By the gods, who is this person? His body is so tough."

"Could it be some kind of arcanergy armor?"

"Maybe he's a martial artist, someone who cultivates both physical strength and magical power?"

Owen was taken aback, not expecting Adrian to be so cunning.

Trapped and seemingly at a disadvantage, he had lured Owen into his trap.

If all the students at the Grand Magus Academy possessed such combat awareness, it would be truly frightening.

Considering the survival-of-the-fittest rule of the Grand Magus Academy, it made sense.

Warrior magi would use any means to achieve victory.

The students of the Academy grew through constant battle, not to be underestimated.

Adrian, capable of leading a small group, undoubtedly had strength.

But relative to Owen, if he used his physical strength, he could reach Adrian in a single breath and lift him like a small chicken.

However, Leopold had made it clear: in the dormitory battles, only magic could be used.

Licking his lips, Owen's eyes glinted with a crimson light, "Very well, let me fully experience the thrill of a magical duel."

With a snap of his fingers and chanting an incantation, the air around him began to heat up intensely.

Suddenly, a burst of flame shot from the tip of his wand, transforming into a massive fire dragon that lunged towards Adrian with bared fangs and claws.

Repeating his tactic, the fire dragon spell.

Seeing this, Adrian immediately swung his wand, conjuring an ice wall.

The ice wall rose swiftly in front of him, blocking the fire dragon outside.

However, the dragon did not extinguish; instead, it grew more ferocious.

"Hmph, thought it was the same old fire dragon?" Owen sneered inwardly.

The fire dragon opened its massive jaws, spewing intense flames at the ice wall, attempting to melt it.

Adrian, calm and composed, waved his wand again, reinforcing the ice wall.

He took a deep breath, gripping his wand tightly, and began chanting a complex spell.

As his incantation grew louder, the air around them became increasingly colder.

Soon, frost formed on the ground, and ice crystals spread across the walls.

Owen sensed Adrian's potent magical energy and was inwardly alarmed.

Magic was not his forte, and he needed to end the battle quickly.

Many dragon spells required a dragon form to unleash their full power.

He hastened his spell chanting, and under his command, the fire dragon grew in strength.

The dragon circled in the air before diving towards Adrian with renewed ferocity.