Ace Dragon Rider

Long Yi ordered a bunch of various meats and a moderate amount of vegetables. Bajie, a still-growing Demon Abyss dragon, had a terrifyingly large appetite and mainly ate meat. Luckily, Long Yi had been a decent blacksmith back in the day and had enough money to spend. Thinking back, he really wasn't cut out for making money. Other transmigrators would've probably become the richest person in the Empire, surrounded by hundreds of girls by now, right?

At this thought, Long Yi felt somewhat helpless. After all, he lacked the mind for business!

Not long after he sat down, he saw Arin too arriving from afar. Unlike the mountain of meat in front of Long Yi, Arin had a small plate of food. Obviously, that was to be shared with the Mercury Dragon.

Arin also noticed the formidable spread of food on Long Yi's table and approached from a distance. Just then, he slipped and fell flat on the ground, the food from one of his plates spilling all over him. The Silver Dragon flew up, intending to help him, but it was too small and lacked the strength.

"Heh, is even this weakling trying to become a Dragon Knight?"

The voice came from behind. It was a second-year senior. The three were looking at Arin sprawled on the ground, their faces filled with mocking smiles.

Arin felt his tears welling up. He had made it to the Dragon Knight Academy with his own efforts, only to be bullied on his first day.

Just as he was struggling to get up and escape the scene, a tall figure approached.

Long Yi knelt down beside Arin, picking up a piece of bacon from under Arin's foot. Then he stood up and sniffed it.

Indeed, it was grilled bacon.

So he murmured to himself.

"Geese, geese, geese, necks bent towards the sky...ah, no, wait, who knows beyond the plate of food, drops of sweat fall onto the soil. The stench of wine and meat fills the red doors while frozen bones lie on the road."

Murmuring disjointed strange verses, Long Yi approached the senior who had spoken, holding up the bacon to his face.

"Senior, you dropped your Francis-Bacon."

"Francis-Bacon? What's that?"

The senior froze for a moment and then burst out in anger: "You brat! You're trying to fool me—"

Smack!

Boom!

Crash!

After a burst of noise, everyone was stunned.

Long Yi was squatting on the ground, holding the back of the senior's head while he was lying face down. He was writhing and twitching on a plate full of bacon.

"Senior, you should know, every creature in this world has the right to live. The Dragon God turns other beings into food for your nourishment, not for you to waste, understand?"

Long Yi asked, lifting the senior's bloodied face. The sudden attack had left him dazed and unresponsive to Long Yi's words. As his breathing returned, he blurted out an insult.

"Bastard! You know—"

Thud!

Before the senior could finish, Long Yi's hand slammed down again.

"Got it yet?"

He lifted the senior's head.

"You——"

Thud!

"Got it yet?"

"I—!!"

Thud!

Thud!

Thud!

"Got it yet?"

When Long Yi finally lifted the senior's head again, his face was so deformed it was hard to make out any details. His nose was crushed in, and teeth were falling out of his mouth.

"Red—Red— Done—"

A mumbled reply came from the senior's mouth, blood oozing out with every word. Satisfied, Long Yi nodded.

"Good. Remember to be thankful, okay?"

Long Yi stood up, his smile innocent.

Only then did the two shocked friends of the senior come to their senses. They helped their friend get up, and one of them stood in front of Long Yi, shielding him.

"Kid, leave one of your hands and get out of Dragon Knight Academy."

The man was tall and sturdy, but in front of Long Yi, he could only look up. His threat seemed laughable due to the size difference. Thus, Long Yi laughed.

"Kid, are you trying to be funny?"

The man snorted coldly, his Dragon Fighting Aura bursting forth. He threw a punch aiming straight for Long Yi's chin.

"Fourth layer Fighting Aura! Yi Long, dodge!"

Arin shouted, now on his feet again.

Think he could dodge?

The man smirked internally. A mere newbie, no matter how strong, thinking of dodging a fourth layer Dragon Fighting Aura? It was a dream!

However, Long Yi didn't even bother to look, throwing a punch towards the man's fist.

Seeing that, the man felt even more triumphant and did not dodge. He intended to shatter Long Yi's entire arm with a single punch!

Boom!

The Fighting Auras collided, causing a surge of force, and Long Yi took a step back, shaking his arm. The punch was quite powerful, causing his entire arm to ache slightly.

But the man who had attacked him had already flown out crashing through a dining table and one of his arms was limp; he had lost all consciousness.

"Why all the fuss? All of us are strangers, so why bully someone instead of having a nice meal in the morning? Such a meaningless thing to do."

Long Yi shook his head, massaging his fist, and returned to his table. By now, the mountain of meats had vanished. Bajie, taking advantage of the fight, had finished off both his and Long Yi's portions.

With nothing left to eat and not enough time for another meal, Long Yi simply decided to skip it. After all, having a fight was a good way to wake up. They say, 'A fight in the morning gives energy for the morning.' This beneficial activity was even better than having Red Bull.

"You go change your clothes. I'll ask for leave from the instructor for you," Long Yi said to Arin.

Arin nodded without saying much, lowering his head and leaving the cafeteria with Long Yi, finally encountering no further ambushes on their path.

Only after Long Yi left did the whole cafeteria erupt like a boiling pot.

"Hey, hey, did you see that? The freshmen this year are quite arrogant!"

"Accompanied by a Ground Dragon, he must be from the Army Academy, right? He even beat up two second-year students from the Air Force Academy."

"Look at his size, though, truly fierce. He went head-on with a fourth-layer Fighting Aura and even managed to cripple his opponent's arm!"

"I reckon it won't be long before the second-year leader can't sit still anymore. It won't be long before a war breaks out between the first and second years!"

Every year, the time of new student enrollment was the most turbulent, and bullying newcomers was a common occurrence. It was especially severe here. Everyone was bullied in this way. Due to the strict hierarchy of the Dragon Knights, only those who evolved their baby dragons into adolescent dragons and significantly improved the quality of Dragon Fighting Aura were promoted to the second year. The first-year candidates, who had baby dragons, stood no chance.

But it seemed like, this year, there would be a good show to watch.