I Have a Golden Crow

”Toot toot~ toot!”

Just as Ye Mingsheng was feeling ecstatic, preparing to say something to Du Yu, the sharp whistle sounded once more.

For a moment, everyone looked towards the male assistant instructor on the sidelines.

The assistant instructor frowned slightly, looking at Ye Mingsheng: ”You still have the semifinals coming up, which start promptly at 10 o’clock. I advise against battling with other students.”

Ye Mingsheng was nearly swearing in his heart; this damn assistant instructor is simply hindering my future!

He urgently said: ”Teacher, there’s nearly an hour left, being idle is still being idle.”

All the onlookers loved the drama and were keen to see the fall of the first disciple from the pedestal, so voices rose one after another:

”Yeah, referee, there are more than 50 minutes left, why not fight for fun?”

”With Ye Mingsheng’s level, I estimate he could finish in a couple of minutes, haha!”

”Now is free activity time; even the teacher doesn’t have the right to stop students from sparring, right?”

The assistant instructor frowned deeply, scanning the western half of the field. After all, he was a teacher of the academy, so the students shut their mouths.

Seeing that persuasion was futile, the male assistant instructor retreated outside the field, indicating the battle had nothing to do with him, and threw out a distant phrase: ”Free time, free will, take your own risks.”

Ye Mingsheng nodded repeatedly, face excited, watching the assistant instructor’s departing figure: ”Yes! No problem, I’ll take my own risks!”

As he spoke, he hurriedly turned to look at Du Yu, while the Two-tailed Fire Fox jumped onto his shoulder.

Afraid that Du Yu might back out, Ye Mingsheng spoke: ”Let’s go!”

Shush~

In front of Du Yu’s forehead, a cluster of Fire Demon Breath assembled, and Xiaoyan quietly appeared, with twin large tails hooking around Du Yu’s neck, and lightly swinging onto his shoulder.

Sensing the owner’s emotions, Xiaoyan didn’t attempt to interact with Du Yu but squinted her fox eyes, gazing longingly at the southern half of the field where Ye Mingsheng was.

”Wow!”

”Heterochromatic Demon Pet, oh so beautiful...”

”This... this is too gorgeous, oh my God, look at the tips of the fox’s tails!”

”Ying?”

Du Yu twirled the Patterned Silver Blade in his hand, softly saying: ”Yes, that’s him, don’t hold back.”

”Ying!”

”Starting now?” Ye Mingsheng spoke, but he was transmitting messages to his Two-tailed Fire Fox through the mental contract:

”The enemy’s output is aggressive, focus on harassment, try to lure the Heterochromatic Fire Fox away from its owner; our breakthrough in this battle is the opposing Human Race!”

”Woo~!” The Two-tailed Fire Fox stared fixedly at Xiaoyan, quickly summoning a fireball in front of its face.

It leaped again, flanking from the right side, which seemed to be Ye Mingsheng’s usual tactic.

In the midst of movement, the long tails spread thick flames, creating a wall of fire to block vision.

At the same time, Ye Mingsheng crazily charged forward with large strides!

”Ying!” A fireball gathered in front of Xiaoyan’s face and shot out fiercely.

Ye Mingsheng’s pupils slightly shrank, and amidst a gasp, urgently pushed off with his feet, lunging to the side.

”Boom!”

The sizeable fireball hurtled to the ground, exploding with a roar!

Waves of heat rolled and sparks flew.

Ye Mingsheng dodged in time, maintaining a distance from the blast point, so his figure was not consumed by the engulfing flames. But amidst the gusts, his Demon Breath Battle Robe still trembled aggressively!

”Hiss...” Ye Mingsheng sucked in a cold breath, fiercely suppressing the violent Demon Breath swirling within his body, looking at Du Yu with shock on his face.

Xiaoyan had just demonstrated a single move, and the crowd on the west side fell silent, while the Paper Crane Disciples who had been suppressed to the point of breathlessness on the east side finally ”came to life”.

”Damn! Is the Two-tailed Fire Fox this strong?”

”Brother, this is the first disciple ranked number one for ten rounds! Do you really think he’s messing around with you?”

”That’s right! According to rumors, this Heterochromatic Fire Fox can bomb an entire area, haha!”

”Unfair!” The west side was shouting angrily, ”How can it be Glory Gold Quality output; why did you use a Celestial-level Demon Pet for the competition? The Third Level shouldn’t appear in this venue!”

The east side immediately retaliated: ”Nonsense! Didn’t you notice the twin tails? Where did you see a Celestial level? You don’t understand Heterochromatic?”

Chaos ensued outside the field, with no less commotion within!

Ye Mingsheng was madly fleeing from successive fireball blasts, his unstoppable momentum vanished without a trace, as Du Yu forced him towards the southwestern corner.

”Distract it, quickly lure it away!” Ye Mingsheng’s face looked extremely unpleasant, yelling frantically through the contract.

Finally, Ye Mingsheng understood what ”first disciple” truly meant!

The fame was justified!

Du Yu had trained his Demon Pet to such an extent; no wonder he could attain the Three Rings and be admitted under Master Qing.

Or perhaps the cause and effect were reversed; precisely because he became a disciple under Master Qing, receiving guidance from a famed teacher, the Heterochromatic Fire Fox became so strong?

And now, was not the time to deliberate so much.

Ye Mingsheng lunged once more, rolling his body to relieve the force, finally being forced near the southwestern corner.

In front of him was the Demon Plant Barrier, going forward, he would be out of bounds...

According to the match rules, once out of bounds, it would be automatically judged as a loss.

”Woo~!” The Two-tailed Fire Fox behind, still tempting the enemy, continued to harass Du Yu, attempting to rescue its owner.

Its target had always been Xiaoyan, trying to use cries to lure Xiaoyan away. But from start to finish, Xiaoyan never glanced at it.

Whoosh!

Another Spark Splash bombarded in!

”Ignore it.” Du Yu repeated his move. He steadied his stance and faced the rear, holding the blade single-handedly in front.