Rise Of The Dragon Emperor

Although Ronan was being pushed to the edge of the arena, his mind was absolutely clear about what he needed to do to win.

Although he was being pushed back, he was preparing the number one spell in his arsenal, ‘The Flaming Lightning Wheel’.

Going toe-to-toe, move-for-move, and fist-against-fist with Percy made it look like he had his hands full with trying to defend and staying in the fight just a bit more longer as a single slip-up could see him be sent flying by Percy.

10 feet… 7 feet… 5 feet. Ronan had little to no space left anymore. The moment of his inevitable defeat drew closer.

Captain Yami looked towards the skies and closed his eyes, a wave of emotions raging inside his heart. However, they were not of blame for Ronan, but emotions of regret for not being able to get his house past the finish line and failing to make a strategy good enough to counter Percy Draco.

Yami had always known that dealing with Percy would be difficult, but he somewhat believed that one unit of the red’s senior-most and strongest third year’s would somehow be able to suppress Percy Draco.

He was wrong. Even 16 to 1, nobody was his match.

From that very moment, he knew that the match was over. However, there was just something about Ronan that made him have a sliver of hope in his heart; if it was that little monster, anything was possible! However, that was not to be, it seemed, and he was not strong enough to see him fall.

Closing his eyes he resigned to the fate of defeat._.

Not only him, almost all of the red house members gave up. Everyone except one Fatty who slept in the same room as Ronan Draco, as that boy knew better than anyone what Ronan was up to the past 3 months, training like there was no tomorrow.

Punch! Kick!

0.5 feet…

Ronan teetered at the edge of the martial arena. He appeared to be completely out of breath as his shoulders drooped and his back posture was that of a man with no strength left in his arms.

Percy looked at his brother and said, “Is this it? Is this all you are capable of? Is this the limit of the strength of the superior element that flows in your mana circuit? HUH?”

Percy was angry. He was taking this fight seriously, yet he saw nothing extraordinary from his little brother. The performance he was giving today could only be described as sub-par and below average.

Percy had always wanted to win this fight, and the conclusion of the competition was for Ronan to realize the gap between himself and Percy, and work hard to fill that gap up.

However, at the moment, Percy felt no fire or desire from Ronan, nor did he see a willingness to bridge that gap. He was plainly defending himself throughout the fight.

“Is mediocrity what you choose, brother? Does the idea of defeat not revolt you? Or is it fear? Does the fire from the phoenix humble your bright thunder?” Percy said with intensity as he looked into his brother’s eyes for answers.

However, it was at this moment that Percy felt shivers go down his spine, as he saw the wicked grin on Ronan Draco’s face and the mischief in his eyes.

Ronan had finally completed the chant for the flaming lightning wheel and he now finally had the opportunity to show his true worth!

Raising his right arm, Ronan said, “FLAMING LIGHTNING WHEEL!”

A tremendous turbulence of mana occurred at this moment as two rings of fire appeared above Ronan’s arm with sparkling purple thunder in-between them, acting as the spokes of the wheel.

Bzzz! Crackle! Crackle! (static noise)

The wheel picked up rotating momentum as the colors red and purple looked like solid constructs creating a high speed moving object of pure elemental essence. It possessed the destructive capabilities of critically injuring even someone who had left the mortal levels and ascended!

Although the wheel was barely as big as Ronan’s body and nothing close to what it should be at the spell’s complete glory, it was still a complete manifestation of the A-ranked spell which held incredible power.

“16 spokes with a speed of 7 rotations a second… HAHAHAHAHAHA, HE DID IT! THAT LITTLE DEVIL DID IT… HE ACTUALLY SUCCEEDED!” Chanakya lost his damn mind after seeing Ronan successfully manifest the A-ranked spell, a spell that he mastered in only 3 months’ time!

Everyone, every single one of the students present in the crowd as well as the teachers and the staff, irrespective of the house they belonged to or subjects they taught, stood up from their seats as they wiped their sweat while looking at Ronan Draco.

A 7 year old kid, in his first year at the academy, had pulled off a feat that many teachers with their decades of experience could not achieve. HE HAD MASTERED AN A-RANKED SPELL AT THE AGE OF 7!

“Oye, oye, oye! what’s with that wheel, it’s so bright! It’s so hot I can feel the heat from here. It should be a B-ranked spell at least, shouldn’t it?” A random yellow house student spoke aloud.

“Are you retarded? No one can learn B-ranked spells until they graduate from the academy… It must be a peak C-rank.” A blue house student retorted as discussions broke out all over the arena over the origin of Ronan’s move.

“Impressive! What a force you have generated! What a spell you have mastered, my younger brother… NOW THIS IS WHAT I WANT! Come! Let’s fight with all that we have got!” Percy laughed as he too summoned his best spell, the peak C-ranked spell ‘4 Fire Horses’.

“O MIGHTY HORSES BORN OF THE FLAME, COME RISE FROM YOUR SLUMBER AND DASH TOWARDS MY BANE! 4 FIRE HORSES!”

4 stallions made of pure flames rushed towards Ronan, who released his flaming lightning wheel to meet Percy’s attack head on!

With the entire school on their feet, the climax of the battle of the Draco brothers had finally started!

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(Meanwhile, In The Nothern Wastelands)

“DAMN IT, YOU TRICKED US! YOU TRICKED US!” cursed chieftain Barado of the Baradoli clan of the Northern Wastelands, one of the clans forced to send their most promising talents to perform terrorist attacks on the soil of Avalon.

William had assured them that their identities would not be exposed should they follow his plan to perfection, yet only ten days since the first attack the whole operation had been compromised.

People on the streets of Avalon were burning the puppets of the chiefs of the Northern Wastelands as every village seemed to have their figureheads mounted on a pike outside the village entrance.

There were rumors that the Avalonians spat on those figures before they stepped foot into the villages, as the disrespect and mind games had gotten to the simple chiefs of the north whose blood was now roaring for war.

Not only the Baradoli clan, most of the clans had a hot-head barbaric leader who could not take the disrespect. A general cry of war was hence initiated, as everyone wanted to disregard William’s plan and charge straight into Avalon.

However, the alliance must be honoured, hence an emergency meeting of the chiefs was called to decide on the future direction and William and the phoenix clan were invited to attend.

Although the phoenix clan understood that it was all a ploy by prime minister Leif to rile up the simple-minded chieftains of the north so that they give up their positions of advantage in the wastelands and come fight a pointless battle in the open against the trained army of Avalon; they were powerless in convincing those with an IQ lower than their own youth.

William, who was also facing intense pressure from the elders of the seven seas organization after the trade deficit from the sanctions by the country of Avalon, turned furious regarding how things were turning out to be, as he suspected that someone from the inside must have ratted them out.

Hence, between an angry William and enraged chieftains’ crowd, the phoenix clan was stuck trying to bring reason into the conversation. However, at the moment, that attempt seemed futile.

Leif had played his cards beautifully and now the pressure was on their side , with them having to take the initiative. Their initial plan of luring the Avalon army into the mountains was crumbling now and now they were the ones that might go to Avalon for the fight.

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