The voice resounded throughout the sky; there was a hint of disappointment and rage in its tone.

The lightning retracted itself and returned back to the sky. Drayken fell from the sky, into the frozen ground, with a layer of cracks spreading everywhere from his spot.

Then the eye disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the world resumed its course.

Ceciline opened her eyes to look at the fallen figure of Drayken with a tilt of her head:

"Huh?"

If her memory served her right, then Drayken should be in the sky, surrounded by lightning and thunder, but it seems to be the opposite, there was no lightning and thunder, with no clouds in the sky.

"Was that my imagination?"

She mumbled, but the uninjured state of Drayken and him sleeping on the frozen ice with his injuries healed told a different tale!

The same thoughts were on everyone's mind, even including the Dragon Emperor who was watching the fight from above.

At this moment, Drayken slowly opened his eyes and stood up, feeling refreshed and strong.

"Eh?"

He looked around him. The Dragon people's gazes were incredulous and amazed, with their eyes wide open and this expression on everyone present.

"Cough, what happened?" Drayken rubbed the back of his head.

He only experienced a warm, comfortable feeling in his heart when he was unconscious, instead of the cold feeling from the frozen state of his, and there was a voice calling him constantly.

It would have been creepy, to be honest, but Drayken didn't feel anything creepy at all. Instead, a surge of excitement welled in his heart.

His entire being seemed to be yearning for it, but the feeling came and went away as quickly as it came.

"Sigh." He checked his body and was immediately stunned.

"Where are my injuries? And my bloodline seems to have changed?"

Drayken looked at Ceciline and the other Dragon people and could already faintly discern what happened.

He felt his bloodline had significantly grown stronger, and his whole body was filled with power.

His strength had increased by at least ten times, and there were strange changes taking place in his body right at this moment!

"This is awesome." He clenched his fists together and checked his status, and there it was in all its glory…

Million Destiny Points increase!

Bloodline upgraded from Lesser Dragon to Lightning Saint Dragon!

And a new title on top of it!

What could he say but be dazzled for a moment, almost completely speechless.

"What happened to me?"

Finally, Drayken uttered out.

Ceciline was in a daze and didn't respond to Drayken.

"The match will continue as usual."

Sebastian's cold voice cut through the air, and he disappeared from the place.

So, with everyone still in confusion, the match started as usual.

"Hmph," Ceciline coldly snorted. "So what if you are the destined one who is fated to lead the Dragon race? You still have to beat me. Let me see the so-called destined saviour."

While speaking this, she had already made her move, her steps fast and steady as she quickly reached him and pointed her palm at him:

"Ice Magic: Frozen Hell."

Drayken stood there as he was gradually enveloped by ice and snow.

"Hmm?" Ceciline raised her brows. "So easy?"

Zhhh!

The lightning noise echoed, and the ice melted in an instant. Breaking out of it was none other than Drayken. Leaving a blazing electric trail, he appeared and attacked with a lightning ray.

"How is this possible?"

Ceciline's back was soaked in cold sweat. The lightning attacked her without mercy, and she was hit—too slow to counter!

She felt her body fry and nerves flare. She couldn't maintain her stance, and she crouched to the ground with widened eyes.

Drayken pointed his palm towards her and voiced in a cold tone:

"Do you give up?"

"No."

The mana gathered. A snowball appeared behind her and launched towards Drayken. Then it split into fragments, attacking Drayken like a homing missile.

"Fool." Drayken only uttered a single word and pointed with his index finger like a gun.

Lightning shot through it and melted everything in its path, and destroyed her ears.

Ahhhh—

With a cry of pain, Ceciline fell to the icy ground, touching her bleeding ear while sobbing instantaneously.

"Do you give up now?"

He asked again with a calm and expressionless face.

"No." She raised her head with unwillingness in her tone and eyes filled with grievance.

But the moment she did, she felt a touch on her forehead.

Drayken was right in front of her, with his index finger right at her forehead.

Ceciline trembled uncontrollably, her back soaked in cold sweat. Her pupils changed to disbelief.

"Do you give up now?"

She opened her mouth as if to shout but closed it quickly and squeezed out a voice:

"Ye… yes."

"Good, then." Drayken nodded his head with a smile on his face and stood up.

Immediately, the audience cheered:

"Drayken!"

"Drayken! Drayken! Drayken!"

The shouts were together and filled the entire arena with it. The stage itself trembled because of the vibration.

Hearing the shouts, Drayken just stood on the icy ground, expressionless.

Life was really full of wonders. One moment, they were looking down on him, but the next moment they were excited and welcoming of him. He couldn't see a slight trace of the disdain and arrogance he once saw in these Dragon people.

Sebastian appeared in the arena and raised his hand:

"Drayken wins. Would you like to rest?"

"No." Drayken spoke with a shake of his head.

"Very well," Sebastian nodded and called out the other participant.

It was a lean man with glasses. However, after walking up to the arena, he shouted quickly:

"I give up."

"Eh?" Drayken turned towards Sebastian.

"Cough, cough, Drayken wins. The next participant is called out."

The next opponent quickly appeared but surrendered before the match could even start.

This happened time and again. There were ten participants left, and one by one, they all gave up without a fight.

"This is unprecedented throughout history!" one of the audience shouted.

"That's right, there are rarely any dragons who give up, let alone these young dragons with the most talent!"

"But he is the one who will lead us all. Can you blame them?"